You all wonder what could possibly be floating in an upstairs window.
Suddenly, you hear someone singing in a high voice. Barbara seems to
be taken over by some sort of trance. She begins to sing along,
"It's just a thriller!" You and Dave start to freak out. All
of the sudden, Michael Jackson appears at the front door and the steps
start to light up, one at a time. As Michael moonwalks down the
stairs, you all become extremely frightened and you begin to back
away.