the ghost's piano

Elijah was a very quiet teenage boy. That's the only thing anyone ever knew about him. Well, other than that he had some anger issues and a sweet tooth for violence. Elijah had just moved into an old abandoned looking mansion with his mother. Elijah would definitely be lying if he said it didn't give him the creeps. Though his mother insisted that it just needed a new paintjob and then it will look good as new. Elijah wasn't a fan of the house. The only reason why he agreed to this specific house was because of the enormous amount of space and for the white piano seemingly nailed into the floor of a large room. Once the two started unpacking they got worried looks from other people walking and driving by. Elijah didn't say anything about it, well, I mean, he barely even noticed it to begin with. Yet as he continued carrying boxes in and out of the house and moving van, he heard a couple talking. he decided to key into what they were talking about his eyes widened at their words soon putting the box he had in his hands down and turning around to face the young couple "haunted...?"