My daughter was reading, my other younger daughter was colouring in and my wife was cooking when I heard a strange sound from the attic. It was a squelching noise. A sound, which makes the back of your hair stand up. Controlling my goosebumps I grabbed my headlight and headed towards the ladder to the attic. Once I opened the hatch I could smell a waft of stinky cheese and rotten eggs with sweaty feet mixed together. It was disgusting. I climbed a few stairs when something dripped on my head. I looked up, slime was dripping through the roof.