The bathroom had one door to enter, and another to disappear through, in pure Pink Panther style. 

One bedroom was in complete darkness at 12 noon because it had been left without a window after adding another room. 

The kitchen pantry was connected through a small secret tunnel with an out-of-service bathroom that served as a clubhouse. 

The dark wooden ceiling was full of shapes to ignite the imagination before going to sleep. 

And the floor, a grid of peeling parquet, impossible to repair.