Their lively chatter quietened noticeably, hushed murmuring and whispers dominating as the foals advanced into the spooky house, a few unicorns lighting up their horns, casting some minor light on the scene as they advanced. None of them had torches, for which Handy was immeasurably grateful. They had jumped and shouted with squeals of fright as a sudden wind forced the front door shut. It had made Handy jump a tad too, but thankfully no one heard the noise. There were a few whimpers and squeaks of not being sure about this anymore, but they were quickly rallied by the Hide Bound kid, and shuffling off into the main room they did.