I headed upstairs following a narrow flight of stairs near the bedroom door. On that level I found only a bed frame a heavily stained mattress.
A door from the kitchen opened to stairs to the basement. In a small, dark, dirt floor area was a washer and dryer and a pile of old financial records. Among the dirt covered papers were two samples of Georgia granite from a monument maker.
When I passed the same door latter I noticed that the sellers had locked it and had posted a sign saying no entry.