The singing skeleton

They might as well call it an island!

After all, wasn't it also called Thriller Bark?

There were many castles on the island.

But whether they had spent too long in the thick fog or were simply ancient, the castles looked as though they had come from a distant age, steeped in the passage of time.

Of course, amid the dim, dense fog, the island and its castles looked especially eerie.

In a small room on the second floor of an old castle at the island's center.

Unlike the walls outside, this room was filled with all sorts of cute things. Even its walls were pink.

It was clearly a girl's room.

And this was where the sound had come from.

A little girl wearing a white T-shirt and a short red jacket sat on a round bed inside.

Her pink hair was tied into two ponytails, one on either side. A crown rested on her head, and a ring of black eyeshadow surrounded her large eyes.

At a glance, she looked just like a little princess, albeit a rather mischievous one.

As though she had sensed something, the girl rolled excitedly around on the bed, letting out laughter that fell somewhere between adorable and eerie. "Horo horo horo horo!"

When her laughter stopped, she lay on her stomach and spoke to the creepy, heavily patched doll standing beside her. "Go tell Lord Moria I've found another target. Tell him to sail over."

"Yes, Lady Perona."

The doll saluted the girl respectfully, then turned and left the room.

"What interesting people will turn up this time?"

Tilting her head to look out the window, the girl smiled innocently, with a hint of eeriness.

"Horo horo horo horo!"

Several translucent, balloon-like shapes floated up around her. A closer look revealed that