Scavenger Hunt

I have always been fascinated by finding things
So when you called and said scavenger hunt, I was all for it
You say it will take place at you grandmother's house that recently passed away
The old house looks so spooky, this will be the perfect place to hold it.

There are only four of us brave enough to do this
The old house emits a feeling of evil and fear
We open the door to find cobwebs and a dusty mist
All the dust makes seeing things very unclear.

We all go into what seems to be a parlor
Gathering together to see what we have to find
As we walk around, we seem to make the dust stir
We go our separate ways to start hunting for the things we must find.

As I come to a staircase, I see one of the things I must find is a hat
Hoping to find an attic, I walk up the uninviting stairs
An attic, I hope, this is the only place I can think of to find a hat
I walk up the creaking stairs, as I do I feel scared.

When I reach the attic, to my amazement I hear someone crying
Gosh, I just can;t believe what I see
Looking behind me I see someone all in white wailing sounding like they are dying
You look at me wailing and moaning, I have no problem with running to flee.