Elton shivered as he thought of what would happen to him if he was discovered. His parents had warned him of the dangers of sneaking out his bedroom window at night, especially around Halloween, and now, as he crouched in the shadows, their voices echoed in his mind.

It had been the soft glow of white light in the darkness outside his window that caught his eye as he made his way to bed, and lured him out into the cold night. It wasn’t the first time he had seen the glow. In fact, he had been preoccupied with it since the first sighting a few weeks before. This night, the draw was too strong for him to resist.

He crouched next to the coffin, frozen with anticipation and fear, and looked up into the vacant eye sockets of the silent, still creature that peered out from above him. Then, with steely determination, he slowly and quietly stood, reached out his hands until he felt the cold, dry, weather-worn surface of the old piano, and began to push. He pushed the large, creaking piano as quietly as possible away from his neighbor’s creepy-phantom-pianist Halloween display and out into the street. He continued pushing the piano down the dark street, up his own driveway, and into the garage. Now, how to hide it from his parents…?