To ask you to calm me down...?

[CesareBorgiasUnicornMask]

I am lying in a completely dark flat next to a sleeping baby. We are the only people here. There is a wind-up musical rocking horse in DS's room that plays 'My Favourite Things' from The Sound of Music. But in a slow creepy wind-up music box type way.
It's just started playing by itself. I've had it since I was little and it's NEVER done that before. And it's not stopping. I'm genuinely terrified. Ridiculously...

DH won't be home for at least half an hour. Please help me to stop freaking out!

I know - take all your clothes off and run around the house, then run around outside, preferably heading unerringly for spooky garages/churches/sheds/forests

Oh yes, and make sure you put a short skirt and high heels on before you go and investigate. And take a crappy torch that's running out of batteries, so you have to hit it on the palm of your hand before it works.

It's ok, you'll be fine because you're not a virgin

Everyone knows it's always the virgin that gets it first in horror films!

Oh my God I probably would have shit myself too.

Nothing creepier than music boxes suddenly playing creepy music. Turn on all the lights/TV and put on something hilarious like Michael McIntyre.

And try not to think about creepy dolls coming to life...

Seriously? You're going to leave us hanging?
(No pun intended.)

Well I finally got the courage (/was giggling so much reading people's suggestions that I was worried I'd wake DS) to creep out into the hall using phone light (decided not to put the bedroom light on as that might alert any musical axe murderers/ ghosts to my presence). Was standing contemplating DS's bedroom door wondering whether to rush in and take the musical horse (and associated entities) by surprise, or whether just to try pushing open the door without making any noise, when dh came home.
And the sound of him opening the front door behind me made me leap in the air and scream . Unsurprisingly, opening the door to a dark flat and a screaming wife slightly took him by surprise and he dropped his keys. This woke up DS (was definitely him - not me screaming...) - so since then I have been calming angry baby, feeling sheepish and trying to stop DH laughing at me .

So to summarise - I am alive. The bloody horse is still periodically jingling though and has been imprisoned in a blanket in the hall cupboard to await further investigation.

You mean you're currently still alive.

They come when you're sleeping.

Did you make it Cesare ? I've watched the news and there seem to be no reports of music-box-related crime.

Its always bloody horses!!

Two examples of my own, a barbie horse that terrified my sister as a child (home alone, she threw it out the garden), and a hobby horse that did it to me a few years ago (following my sisters lead, it went out the garden).

Hope it didnt come out and get you in the night.....

We have a hobby horse that you can press the ear and it sings and neighs. Except sometimes, when no one is near it it randomly shouts 'I'm a pretty pony' ... There is no off/on switch and i cannot make it say this on purpose by pressing any part of it...

It's now in the garage.

See!! Must be horse ghosts...?