Colonel Mustard! Colonel Mustard?

Oh, oh,  Don't say I didn't warn him.  I told him it might be dangerous.  I mean, how am responsible if the worst has happened, which, sadly, I am afraid might be the case.

Trying to establish contact now.  He seems to be sending photos via IM.  Weak wi-fi connection down there.  Taking a long tome to load.

Impetuous fellow, you know.  Headstrong.  Didn't want to listen to anyone.  Couldn't be bothered to attend briefings.  Now where has it got him.  Rather him than me.  Caveat emptor and all that rot.

Good luck, Colonel!

YIKES!!

What the heck??  Looks like something out of an abandoned state mental hospital or something!  Could the notorious earmuff thief live in that horrible place?  OMG!

I wonder what (or who???) lies behind that door???  Scary!!

"Be CAREFUL, COLONEL!!!"

Oh, THERE he is!!

"Colonel MUSTARD!!!  How are you doing?  Can you see anything  yet???"

"You CAN???  There's a DOOR?   Lemme see! Take a photo and send it up to me!"

Whoooooa......that's a long way down!

  COLONEL MUSTARD????

Where ARE YOU????

OMG!!!

By jove, I've got it!

Now I know how the little fiend got into my toy box....a mysterious HOLE in the stairs outside the front door!  Now I have to employ the services of Colonel Mustard, an old compadre of mine from my Indiana (Jones) days....to hoist himself down there and see what the HELL is going on....where does it lead to...a bottomless pit....a tumble down shack....a secret passagway???
Hurry, up, Mustard old chap, and start lowering!!!

Aha!

The plot thickens.

Finally found the bleprints for this crazy house!

Hmmmm

How did that "critter" break in here to cadge my favorite ear muffs?  I'm going to ZOOM in on the 'prints and see if I can fathom how the little thief busted in.  Weird as I had them hid real good! Hmmmmm....see you later, bloggee, I have some intense checking to do!