Bakarak

His name is Bakarak and he is a human! Bakarak lives in a broad and well-made attic of the building. He is always alone and almost never goes out, because 'he has a lot of things to do in here'. He has a library-set in the room, where he archives his stories and different relics of the past. He calls himself a historian, although he is not really being a such. The round window, at the alcove ceiling of the attic, is the only way to catch the sky, and see the outer world - all other time, Bakarak is either reading or writing.

The only social relief in his life, is when his grand grandson Ave and his friend Tim, visit him for some stories, that he still has in his head to shear. A lantern and a rocking chair are always ready for those moments.