"How are we paying for all of this?" Kari asked.
"Now, is that anything to ask your father?" he said. "Don't worry about the money, Kari, that is my job." Somehow Kari didn't feel right about what her father had just said. This of coarse was pushed out of her mind as soon as she arrived home. She grabbed a snack before going upstairs to finish unpacking. At nine, she went downstairs to lie down on her temporary bed, the couch, where she found some blankets and a pillow. Jes came down a few minutes late to bid her goodnight. He hugged her before heading to bed himself.
When Kari awoke the next morning, she found two strange men walking down the hall. One man was short, with a balding head, and cold, gray eyes, and the other had thick brown hair and a mustache. They waved before leaving the house. She ran upstairs to her bedroom, and found that her new bed was sitting in the middle of the room. Then, quite suddenly, she heard a voice from behind her that made her jump.
"Good morning Kari, you can move the bed anywhere you want," if was her father. She nodded and started to make a plan as to where to put her new bed. She decided on a place by the wall, opposite from a window. Kari, who had already unpacked everything else, started to make her bed, using the sheets and pillows they had purchased yesterday.
After she was finished, she headed for Jes's room, which was right across the hall. He had just finished putting the last book on the shelf when she walked in and sat down on the bed. He sat down next to her, and she looked out of the extremely large window on the opposite wall. They sat there for a while, until they were called downstairs for lunch. Relieved at finally being unpacked, they raced down the stairs. After lunch, they decided to explore al little, hoping to find a few of the secret passages that the realtor had spoken about. As they got up from the table however, a clap of thunder and a bolt of lightening announced the presence of a storm. They would have to explore the inside of the house today. As they set off towards the attic stairs, Kari thought at Jes. Do you ever think about our real parents? I miss them a lot, do you, I mean the Potters? Jes looked at her, surprised by this sudden question, and replied. Every day, yes Kari, I miss them very much and by what I know, there is a lot of our mother in you.
Kari smiled at him as they opened the door to the attic. There they found a brightly painted room, with miss-matched furniture. The furniture had a few inches of dust on it, and in the corner was a very large trunk. Kari walked over to the trunk and opened it. When she found it empty, she was a little disappointed, but when she examined it more closely, she discovered a small strip of cloth protruding from under the felt-covered lining. She grabbed the cloth and pulled, trying to examine the cloth closer, but to her surprise, the bottom of the trunk was pulled upward, revealing a hole in the floor. Jes, shocked, looked over at Kari, who started to climb down the whole.
When Kari dropped on the hard floor, she heard Jes's voice from up above her.
"Kari, are you okay? Can I come down?"
"I'm fine," she said, staring through the dust. "Its safe, come on down." Jes fell with a thud onto the floor beside her and stood up, staring around. Kari glanced around the room. There was furniture that looked very old. It appeared as though this was once a bedroom. There was a four-poster bed sitting next to the wall, and next to it was an oak table. On the other side of the room was a dresser. A full-length mirror was hanging on the wall next to it. Except for the fact that there was a thick layer of dust on everything, it looked at though someone had just left.