Trevor was done. For the past two weeks now, almost every night, he's been hearing footsteps or something in the attic; specifically the area above his bed.

Now, the fire house was old, yeah but there wasn't any critters; to Trevors knowledge. So, he decided to investigate.

Around 2am one night he quietly went up into the attic, only to find a ghost. "Ah, what the fuck!" He yelled seeing you, quickly moving to the corner of the room.