Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
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My brother texted me, could his daughter, Alice, my niece come and stay for a few days, she wanted to go to a lecture from a visiting American Professor at the local uni, and they lived several hours away.
I replied yes, let me know what train she was on, and I would pick her up.
I spent the morning tidying the guest bedroom, making it habitable rather than my dumping ground. I did a trip to the tip to get rid of stuff I really didn't need and that I had simply been holding onto. You know, just in case. Well, just in case was now Alice coming to stay, it all had to go.
The house was quite large and set centrally in a few acres of woodland, I hadn't furnished all the rooms, and really only lived in a small part of the house. I had made a few additions, I had solar panels installed on the roof and a few helical wind turbines dotted about. I had cleared all the trees within a hundred yards of the house, and bought myself a mill to turn the wood into useful lumber. It kept me busy.
Beneath the lawn the previous owner had apparently installed an extensive underground bunker, a sort of doomsday bunker I suppose. He had been found guilty of some nefarious deeds, and the bank sold off his property to recover their losses, I picked the place up for a song and didn't know about the bunker when I bought the place, only discovering it when I was remodelling the study. I pulled out what I thought was a poorly installed bookcase only to discover a safe door.
The safe appeared odd, it had no combination or key lock, simply a large dialled wheel with spokes. I opened the door to be faced with a set of steps going down into darkness. There was a large switch on the wall by the door, I threw the switch and the darkness illuminated. Intrigued, I went down to explore.
I had found a rather large underground complex, furnished with two bedrooms, two bathrooms with showers, a room full of shotguns, crossbows, ammunition and various other weapons, all of which I assumed were highly illegal, most of which I had no clue how to use. Another room was filled floor to ceiling with foodstuffs, all dry packaged and long life. Another full of batteries. There were a number of other rooms that i didn't explore.
It took me a whole week of exploring to begin appreciate what I had uncovered, and I guessed it had cost him a million or two to get installed, it really was massive. There was an emergency escape tunnel at the far end, water storage of several thousand gallons under the floor, radiation masks, hazmat suits, and basically anything that you would need if the zombie apocalypse happened. I supposed it would also do if the madman in Russia actually started WWIII.
I gave some thoughts to how it could be improved. By the main entrance door in the bunker there was a panel which contained a load of unterminated connecting wires and cables. They had to go somewhere. It took me a good day of searching in the garden, and hidden in the undergrowth near the house was another similar panel. A few tests later and I had determined that this was the other end of the connections.
This was a way of getting more electrical connections into the bunker without compromising it, without risking contamination getting in. I installed a CCTV system around my property, piping the signals down to the bunker. That would enable me to see what was happening outside, should I need to. I also connected my solar panels and wind turbines to the batteries in the bunker.
I hadn't found anyway that the batteries were charged, and assumed that must have been an unfinished element. The air filtration unit in the bunker was fully working and after a little research I managed to install inverters on the batteries, giving me full mains power in the bunker, again something I assumed the original owner had planned.
All in all, it had taken me around nine months of work to get the bunker fully useable. I had added some additional food stuffs, wine boxes, and a freezer which became my general meat store for my house. Getting the work done by myself had been arduous, but I was for sure didn't want anyone else knowing about it. Getting the freezer safely down to the bunker had been the most difficult, involving ropes, pulleys and a come along.
I built a new bookcase to cover the access door, that took some online investigating to work out how to disguise its true purpose, and a hinged metal frame bolted to the wall supported its weight, not easily seen, and a hidden latch stopping it accidentally swinging open.
A future plan was an observatory in the grounds with a telescope that sent its images over wires to the bunker. I would also have a secondary control room in the study so that I could use it, and even show its capabilities to visitors, without having to reveal my secret.
And now my niece was coming to stay. I had built my observatory building, but had not yet procured the telescope or electronics, I just had the building with ducted wiring connecting to my hidden panel. The contractor who installed the ducting didn't enquire about the panel or its purpose, and why should he? It was just an electrical panel that happened to meet all the current regulations, why question it?
I drove to Dewsbury Station and got there a few minutes early, so I parked up and went up to the station entrance to wait. The train was on time and there Alice was, pulling a small blue suitcase on wheels. I embraced her and we air kissed, although her lips made contact with my cheeks.
She had certainly grown up since I had last seen her, goodness, she was quite a beautiful woman, not the gangling freckled girl I remembered.
In the car, her suitcase on the back seat, we headed off back to my house.
"Dad said you had moved Uncle Adam," she said, "out in the wilds he said, will you be okay to ferry me about or is there a bus service?"
"Yes Alice, I now live in a sort of forest, in a house that is much too big for me and is largely unused, but that some gangster used to own and when he fell from grace, the bank repossessed it and sold it to recover their losses, I got it for about the same price a decent house in town, but without all the annoying neighbours."
"Cool, right place at the right time."
"Indeed yes. After I bought the house a team of investors approached me about buying my business, and I eventually came to a deal and sold the business to them and retired. Part of the deal was that I wasn't allowed to trade doing similar business, so, I am retired. I am currently building an observatory, I plan to take up star gazing as a hobby."
"I am going to move in with you," she declared, "I am studying AstroPhysics, and the lecture I am going to is from Professor Grazzy, an American specialist in Dark Matter, and that is what I am going to specialise in, dark Matter."
"Excellent. Perhaps you can help me with the spec for my telescope. I had thought a simple fourteen inch reflector, with electronic pickups rather than lenses, that way I can sit in my study with my cocoa and pipe, and not go out to the cold observatory." I laughed, obviously I was joking about the pipe, I had given up smoking years ago.
"Could I? Help I mean. Yes, I know exactly what you would need, but they are expensive. My university has a similar setup to what you want, I could find out what they have, and you could get a similar but newer more up to date set up. Could I come and use it occasionally, I mean I was joking about moving in."