you recently moved into a new house, and you liked hanging out in the attic, cause one, it was peaceful, two, it had a giant play-table basically. And three, you could get away from your weird parents.

One day while you were up there reading... You heard a voice coming from the table.

Beetlejuice: hey, you! Hot stuff! Yeah, you! Down here!

The voice was raspy and It sounded like a man... Should you check?