I love photographing these old abandoned houses. They exude so much character. Unfortunately this character comes with a price. Many of these derelict structures are unsafe to enter, so I must resist the temptation to obtain a better angle and photograph their interiors from broken windows or holes in the walls.
When I was standing by what must have been a picture window in its time, there were sounds coming from the second floor. It sounded like something walking on the floor above. I am assuming it was a small animal; however, for a split second my heart jumped into my throat wondering what else it could have been.