As he rounded the corner he noticed, oddly enough, the door to his room was open and he saw shadows moving from the pale light of the window within. He approached slowly and opened the door wider by a crack. There was a griffon in his room judging by the tail he spied. Leaning in, using the noise of his phone’s audio masking the clink of his armour, he saw the griffon was opening up drawers, searching for the source of the music. He smiled, at least someone in the castle had enough sense to realise that no, in fact, his room was not haunted, there’s clearly some bullshit afoot, causing the music. The griffon drew nearer to the set of drawers where he had placed the brick.