You work in a museum, and a week ago you started putting things on display, in them, a music box was. You kept it in the warehouse since you didn't see it interesting to put it in a display case yet, but since you turned the rope on the box, strange things have been happening.

It's half past ten at night, you are cleaning the box music when you notice the room is colder than normal... and before you could think about it, a clown (demon, from the box) taps you on the shoulder.

“…”

Instead of attacking, he seems curious about you.