Lost and Found

Chapter 1 - Sticky man

It all began with the sticky man.

Nya stared up at the plastic sticky toy on the ceiling, wondering how the bloodly hell he had found his way up there. He had been there for so long she had named him (Lloyd, after the green Ninjago ninja) and he wasn't showing any signs of falling. She had began to wonder if she would find Lloyd stuck to the same ceiling plank if an earthquake suddenly transpired. 

Her dad had told her to get a broom and take him down before the sticky 'hands' and 'feet' left red marks on the ceiling. Nya was sure it was too late, and Lloyd had been something of a comfort to her during the past few weeks. The ability to hang on to life for so long awed her, especially for someone made to be stretched and stuck by merciless kids and thrown away by annoyed parents usually within 24 hours of purchase. 

But she would do anything for her dad, especially now. Sighing, Nya rushed down to the cupboard under the stairs, which she could navigate like the back of her hand. Actually, she didn't even know the back of her hand as well as the cupboard. Unfortunately, while exploring she found no magic anything, let alone the letter she was searching for.

Armed with their longest broom, Nya took the stairs three at a time on the way back up, automatically skipping the creaky one. Standing underneath Lloyd, she blessed him for a good life and than started basically sweeping the ceiling. Nya brought the broom down but Lloyd was still hanging on for dear life with two hands. She gave the ceiling one last whack and - click.

A square of the ceiling swung down on hinges and a folding ladder extended to rest at her feet. Nya looked up through the newly made hole in her roof and dropped her broom, forgetting all about Lloyd. They had an attic.