Kaori stepped forward, her lens cap clicking open. "The piano belonged to Madame Kuroda, a famous musician. It doesn't play itself, Hiro. It’s just an instrument."
"Nobody lasts ten minutes inside," challenged Hiro, the self-proclaimed leader of their middle school clique, tossing a pebble against the rotting wooden porch. "My brother says the walls bleed and you can hear a piano playing by itself." kaori and the haunted house
