The building was starting to crumble from years of mother nature’s weather patterns of strong winds and funnels of torrential rain.
The water wheel still stood strong and powerful, Bill was wondering if he should restore the building before any more damage was done.
As he stood looking, more or less into space there was a queer sound that came from the centre of the building as if someone was screaming for help.
Bill rushed in to see what was going on, there in the middle of the building, was a big sink- hole, he had never seen anything like that before here.
One side of the building was leaning on an angle, he decided right there and then, that it was going to crumble before long so he might as well give into nature and let it be demolished.