I remember that day my father found that trapdoor in the cellar, I couldn't help thinking that that trapdoor was no good I couldn't help thinking and dreaming of the damn trapdoor until the dream came true and turned into a nightmare My name is Adele Bentbones. I know that what I'm going to say would sound crazy, but this is not the imagination of a young girl in post drama as everyone seams to think. But anyway I tell you about the Dead End Evil.