I'm at least right that lofts are cursed spaces though!

Hey everyone! Tomorrow, our landlady is sending a builder around to inspect our loft, with MAYBE 24 hours notice, which is honestly pretty good for her. But as all lofts are cursed spaces and/or where the horror movie plot points are usually hidden, anything weird that happens tomorrow can be blamed squarely on a) the landlady, and b) this dude. I'M JUST SAYING.

(Disclaimer: ... I don't THINK there's anything weird in the loft, but housemate can't go up the ladder because of vertigo, I can't go up the ladder because I'm terrified of heights, and Lex has no interest in the loft, so none of us have ever seen it. If this goes full Kurosagi Corpse Delivery Service and it turns out that some of the weirdly shaped mould patches on the ceiling in our room are actually due to ceiling corpses, I officially quit.)