ignore the crash, keep breathing

In preparations for an upcoming event as part of Playing Telephone with Ghosts, I and my collaborators on a "secret cafe event," including fellow artist, Katie Baldwin were visiting the Powel House. We were in the process of going over logistics and poking around in the catering kitchen in the basement. There were 4 of us walking through the house last night, and might I point out what a cavernous basement it is. We were looking at some serving dishes in a strange little room, and then went on to the next room. As soon as all four of us entered the next chamber there was a crash in the first chamber. Now, none of us actually touched much of anything in there, and somehow there was a crash. Was there someone else with us? There are rumors that the house is haunted by both a cat and a one of the Powel women (she appears in a beige and purple dress). My bet is on the devious cat causing the crash.