[恐怖小说]The Visitation(8)

"Very well then." Mom came to my uncle and took his hand, trying to break the potential argument he had caught, "We just need a place to rest for a while, nothing else. Not to mention those adventurer's odds and ends that makes you irritated, don't we, sweetie?"
"Yes, quite right." Dad tried his best to squeeze out a relax-looked smile. He wanted to pour himself a drink but stopped when seeing those bizarre bottles with lousy liquid on dusty shelves full of rat faeces.

"Please, Marvin. We won't go into that teeny-tiny-no-matter-what's-inside-that-what-you-may-call-it." 
The rest of a few minutes were muted. Only slight stepping sounds downstairs caused could be heard.
"Fine. Here is the key. You will find there no similarities at all when comparing to my place. As a matter of fact, everything was tidy and clean, without dust or differences ever since you moved out of here. Quite a long time , isn't it? Enjoy you stay. Everywhere except the shed in that yard is waiting for you."