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Edith Carlsson was climbing up into the roof space of her house because her visiting sister had been complaining of hearing things shifting around in the night.  Edith would have put down rat poison and left events to take their course, but Joanne insisted that it wasn't a rat-like noise.  A brief discussion had established that 'rat-like' to Joanne meant squeaking and scrabbling, or even chewing sounds, and she was definite that what she was hearing was objects being dragged along.  This meant that Edith climbed the step ladder, opened the access panel, and climbed through it into the space above her ceiling.  She really, really hoped that there weren’t rats.