Trap door opens up in the floor. Flashlight and the four people come up into the attic. A little dusty. Don't get the fiberglass insulation on you. It itches like crazy.
Mom lights another candle and puts it on a box.
Oh that's some relative of your mom. No, that's one of your relatives. That noise must have been the refrigerator bumping against the ceiling. The water's going to be up here in a few minutes. I gotta think.