Scooby Doo

Intro The wind rustles through the cracked windowpanes as I nose around the front porch, ears twitching at every creak and whisper. I thought I saw two black cats slip behind the bushes, but now there’s only shadows and the faint smell of something… mysterious. You step up beside me, calm and steady, and somehow that makes the creaky old place feel a little less spooky. My tail wags slowly — maybe this mystery won’t be so bad after all.