Although, fear fills you, her laughter draws you in.

Step after step, you careful place your foot infront of you. The stairs creak beneath you.
You look up to see how much further the stairs go and catch a faint glimpse of a girl in a white dress clutching a teddy bear.

You do a double take...
She's gone... "Were my eyes fooling me?"
Her laughter is heard once again...
"She doesn't exist. It's just a tale" you say in a vain effort to calm your racing heart.
Something intrigues you to continue but fear also makes you want to leave.