Siren looked up at the old Victorian house, eyes wide. She was just moving in, and it was gorgeous. Her parents had movers already put everything inside, and unpack it, so she just had to walk in. It was beautiful and old, still with it's original wallpaper and carpet. She walked inside the front door, the stairs creaking under her. Inside, she looked around, it was still as beautiful as any old house. But her parents had paid someone to fix it up, because it was, after all, old. Siren walked up the stairs, to her bedroom. It was the last one in the hall, making her uneasy. She never liked long hallways. Her room was big, and had a small window with a seat. The walls had a flowery wallpaper on them, and lush carpet. In the corner was an old vanity with a mirror attached. She sat down on her bed- another antique- and sighed happily. It was nice here. She didn't have any type of creepy feeling, and it was beautiful. "You can come out, I can sense you." She called out to the old room- she sensed someone- a ghost. Siren was psychic. No one knew except her and her older sister. But she could use it for her advantage in old houses like this. She smiled and waited for the spirit to show itself.