On the eve of Halloween, a young boy named Timmy decided to visit the old haunted mansion at the end of the street. With nothing but a flashlight and his heart of steel, he bravely stepped into the cobweb-infested dwelling filled with mysterious shadows and chilling noises.
To his surprise, he came across an old dusty piano in the corner of the room. With a heaving breath, he placed a trembling finger on the keys. The corridors echoed with a creepy melody that bounced off the antiquated walls like ghosts dancing around a bonfire.
Suddenly, a thunderous rattle came from the floor above. Timmy yelped and immediately switched off his flashlight. He could hear steps on the stairs, growing louder with each passing second. Could it be the ghost rumored to have haunted this place for decades?
With the steps nearing, Timmy held his breath, ready for the ghost to burst upon him. Instead, a squeaky voice echoed, “Thank you, thank you, finally someone played my favorite tune!” The so-called ‘ghost’ was just a lonely old mouse living in the mansion, feeling entertained.
The haunted mansion’s ghost was a petrified, pleasure-seeking rodent! You never know, right? Sometimes, the ghouls we fear might just be a music-loving mouse looking for some company!