"What's that?" Crim asked, looking around.
Zacki raised her brow in suspicion, "What are you talking about?" she asked.
"I hear a piano playing...It sounds like its coming from in there." Crim pointed towards the cream colored door.
"I don't hear anything." Zacki said, swinging the door open wide.
"Yeah, is coming from inside here. Wait, who is that?" Crim said, looking down in front of the large mirror.
"What are you talking about?" Zacki said with a confused tone. Slowly she started to back away from Crim who seemed to be humming to a strange tune.
"Don't worry," Crim started. "I'm not cra-" the door slammed shut, followed by the distinct click of a key in the lock. "Zacki!!" Crim shouted, pounding on the door. "Come on, I was just kidding! Don't lock me in here."