Beware the PHANTOM!

Tonight I thought I heard strange music coming from the basement. Odd, I thought, since it was 2 a.m. and everyone was asleep. Did I leave a radio on? Being the cheapskate that I am I didn't want to waste the electricity to power a radio all night (street value 3 cents) so I got out of bed and walked through a dark house, down two flights of steps and into my workshop/music area. Lo and behold (fo shizzle too, for that matter) but what to my wondering eyes did appear but the Phantom of the Hoffmans playing my keyboard!



The music was bewitching and I did my best not to make a sound, part in fear of being discovered and part in fear that the music would end. The Phantom finished the piece with a flourish and then, proving he knew I was there all along, slowly turned his horrible glowing eyes my way, hissed a hair-standing noise, and then disappeared into thin air.



* Parts of this story may be fabricated. The part of the Phantom may have been played by Matthew who I actually did find playing the keyboard in his costume. And a.m. might have been p.m.