Agatha Trowbridge's House

Aunt Agatha's house is Celia's childhood home, where she grew up after her parents disappeared. It is part of an estate having been passed down through Aunt Agatha's family who are old money. Aunt Agatha was the sole inheritor. Nothing is known about the previous inhabitants.

Appearance:
"It was an old, gothic structure, very cold and austere-looking from the outside... the large windows in the front parlor were visible from the street, although heavy draperies blocked much of the view through the panes. The design style inside was true to the period, with ornate antique pieces of furniture, made of dark woods and fabrics. Aunt Agatha's decor was very proper, but left the large house lacking of light and life."

Aunt Agatha's estate is large and intimidating. It was made in a different time, and the furniture within reflects that. Celia describes feeling as if the whole house were breakable. There is a carriage house from the earlier years on the lawn. It's a garage, but Aunt Agatha insists on using its "proper title" of the carriage house. At the back of the house, there are stairs leading to the second level, which is where our Celia resides. The top of the stairs overlooks the downstairs.

Celia’s room:
Celia's walls are pastel green and purple, and her furniture has a white bedroom scheme. Celia chose these colors because "she had a vague memory of those colors fin her room when her parents were around." She also states that another reason for those colors are that Aunt Agatha would have never chosen them. Celia's ceiling is covered with stickers that map out the constellations. Celia's bedroom is close to the edge of the stairs, at the front of the hall.

The Attic
There is a door that leads to the attic on the upper level, down the hall from Celia's bedroom. The way up consists of a curving staircase and rickety steps. A few dim light bulbs light the way, hanging from the ceiling with metal pull-cords. The attic itself is quite large, dark, and dusty. The attic is where Celia finds the Book of Nawank.

"Spider webs filled every nook and cranny, and odd trinkets in forgotten corners lurked like mysterious creatures. Old hat boxes, rocking chairs, dress forms, porch furniture, steamer trunks, leather suitcases, and wooden chests filled the space. Off to one side, a floor to ceiling bookcase held books piled high and crammed onto the sagging shelves, Late afternoon sunshine streamed through the small, high windows, creating sporadic beams of light through the dust-filled air."