I said something like, "Every night I have to close the attic door behind you. After a couple of months of wondering, studying, and experimenting, I decided to see what would happen if I just didn't shut it." Now I'm lying in bed, my mind going crazy with the open door across the room. I tried to shrug it off but ended up saying something about the attic door. She confirmed that every time she came upstairs to sew, the attic door was open.