"Do you hear music?"
and my blood ran cold because yes, I could hear it again. We know the difference between loud music coming through the windows and when it sounds like a radio on downstairs and that's what it sounded like. Like someone was standing at the bottom of the stairs holding a little radio. Soft music, something my mom would play while reading a book. We just stared at each other for a minute...and then agreed the house is definitely haunted. Then we just went to sleep. If it was a malevolent force I doubt it would play us soft, calming tunes?
I love this place. ^-^