To make matters worse, the place had a HAINT. You could sit in the living room and watch as the kitchen door unlocked. You could get up, lock the door, go sit back down and watch it unlock all over again. Occasionally, a sound not unlike a basketball bouncing on concrete would come from the basement. And sometimes, you could be sitting there minding your own business and be immediately overcome with the smell of roses, which would disappear as suddenly as it arrived.
There was a rumor about the house 2 doors over. It was a giant hulking monstrosity of a place, totally out of keeping with the narrow shacks surrounding it. It had been abandoned ever since I could remember. According to the next-door-neighbors (a scientist of all things, and his obese wife), a man lived there dozens of years ago with his family - his wife and their baby. He would leave and go on "business trips" often. Eventually someone must have become alarmed because the wife hadn't left the house in weeks, so the police were called. They found a dungeon in the basement of that house, where the man would torture and kill homeless people that he found during his many "business trips." Bodies were buried in the basement's dirt floor. The wife had apparently managed to remain ignorant about the goings-on in the basement. For a while at least. She didn't last long once she found out. Neither did the baby.
I've never been able to find any information to prove or disprove that story.