You pick and enter one of the rooms on the second floor and inside you see an old man sitting in a chair looking out a window.
"Who the hell are you!? Get out of here!"
"You have no problem with me being here." The man relaxed in his seat and went back to looking out the window.
"You'll answer any question a I ask you."
"Okay." He responds flatly.
"What's your name and age?"
"Tim Stewarded. I'm 81."