The sound of a faint, out of tune piano filled your’ ears, your attention turning towards the noise- it sounded…familiar. You stood up from the chair, slolwy walking towards the noise-

“My sweethearts, piano is rat filled-“

You heard a voice sing, you slowly pushed open a creaky wooden door…revealing Ghost, his hands dancing along the piano keys as he played ‘Butch 4 Butch’