Local pub owner and small brewer Gregory Hannason has returned from a long strange trip.  Following the trail of some thieves that had been breaking into his cellar and stealing casks, the brewer stumbled into what can only be described as Fairyland.

“I followed drag marks from one of my casks to the back of the pub’s cellar, right into a wall.  The pub’s been here for a long time, longer than my family has, and I inherited the place from my grandfather, so I thought it might have been an old tunnel, back when they put in the Underground.”

Gregory set up watch behind some old shelves for a week, spending his nights awake in the cellar, waiting for the thieves.

“I still can’t believe my eyes.  A section of the wall opened up, and this bright light shown through.  Then one of the casks lifted up and floated through the opening.  Plain as day.”

Mr Hannason scoured the wall the next day, looking for the catch that would open his newly discovered secret door.

“My Gran told me to spread salt across the floor right in front of the wall instead.  I did it to humor her, but the thefts stopped right after.  Maybe the salt jammed up the door’s mechanism or something.”

The Compass had been invited to investigate the pub’s basement (Along with a sampling of some of the Brewmaster’s private stock.) and found no evidence of a secret passage into the Underground.  However, our reporters did sit up with Mr Hannason one night as he brushed the salt away from the wall.

Our correspondents may have had too much to drink that night, but both of them describe a section of the basement wall “opening” and a light as bright as full sunshine coming through the door.  A pair of casks, filled with some of the pub’s finest dark were pulled through the door, which sealed up again.  Mr Hannason immediately put salt back down across the wall.

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