"I turned when the sound of a quiet music box began to play from behind me, flicking my flashlight on high and illuminating the practically destroyed room I was in. The air was cold. Colder than before. 'Who's there? Show yourself!' The music box continued to play, until there was a loud crash and the sound of panicked crying. I tried to control my shaking hand, quietly walking forward and shining my flashlight down the hall. There in the corner, was the shaking figure of a terrified girl."