We don't know what really happened, if he died or he just left the house. His family, maybe his sister or his brother, they just left his stuff in the basement while someone else in his family was living here. Whatever happened, his stuff was left here for a long time. They sold the house and it was just still here, because they didn't care about it.

We heard all sort of weird things, that someone left the house in a really bad condition, and the city shut the building off. The woman who owns the house also said that his sister was a mortician, and that she had her mortuary in the basement as well. We don't know the order of any events, of anything, that's part of the whole weird history that we have to figure out. I think that this stuff happened in the eighties or around.

We're assuming that he died from a brain related thing, we found his brain scans in the basement.

There's all the cabinets that have his things on them. Everybody knows a different area of it. There was a lot of his patent applications, an also a lot of folders from the atomic energy commission, labeled secret, with government wax seals.

And there's the teeth photos. We guess it's some kind of research about fluorescence, or radiaoctivity, on teeth. The pictures seem like they were taken with some kind of odd light on them.

He had a bunch of books like "Why Smash Atoms?" and a lot of medical books, maybe they were his sister's. The house owners threw out a lot of books. He was a graduate of Reed College, and some people from Reed aparently took what they thought was good from his stuff. The basement was full of jars of chemicals, paint, stuff, parts. But they took all of them out of here. There was also some radiaoctive stuff behind a wall.

This woman came to check if there was radiation. Kate asked if anybody know someone who had a geiger counter, and she came and did the whole place and didn't find it and we said "check this weird place here" and it was "tttttrrrrrrrrrr", and we said "oh-oh". It was just some powder and she said it was some weak kind of radioactivity.

The landlady told all us little bits and we haven't sat and put them together. I don't know even where she got all these stories. There's still lots of questions.