A gigantic, broken wooden fence encircles a huge farmhouse in obvious disrepair. Weeds cover most of the slate tiles leading to the front door—which hangs on one hinge—and several large holes mar the thatched roof. A broken wheelbarrow and a pitchfork that’s been snapped in half lean against the wall. Your whiskers twitch as you catch a whiff of something sweet and unpleasant coming from inside the house, and you hear a loud buzzing in the distance.
