The long creaking noise felt like it would never end. I looked into the room it was empty except for a small box I walked up to it and bent down to it. It opened up and a joker flung out. It played the most annoying music in the world then, in the middle of the noise. The box slammed and standing in front of me. Was my mum her first words spoke to say “Get out of the attic, once or twice I thought I had told you to stay out of the attic”And they happened to be her last!