Heather was right. Something about this house was very wrong and Staicey sort of expected dead to pop up at any given moment. She couldn't really explain the feeling but it was certainly there. Survival rule number one: Check before you go.<br/><br/>God this was stupid. This wasn't some poisonous flower or meat eating animal, it was a music player.<em>Get a grip Staicey, get a grip!</em>Carefully she removed the needle from the disc and the music came to a squeaking halt. She held her breath for a few seconds and then, when nothing had happened, exhaled looking back at Heather, with a face saying: That wasn't so bad, was it?