Thor pulled his blood red bedding closer to his chin as light, uneven knocking filled the room. The door creaked open and the sound of light footsteps pattered closer to his bed. They stopped and Thor felt a hand push his shoulder back and forth rapidly. "Thor." Loki hissed. "Thor!"

Thor yanked his pillow over his head. "Go away."

"But Thor!" Loki whined, "There's someone out in the halls!"

The blonde pulled the pillow below his eye. "What?" He asked lazily.

Loki bounced up and down. "There's someone out in the halls! I can hear them!"'

Thor sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Are you certain you're not hearing things?"

"I have never been more certain in my life!" Loki whispered. "There's someone out in the halls and they're singing!

"How do you know that it's not just your mind playing tricks?" Thor asked. "Have you looked?"

"It was the first thing I did!" Loki snapped. "I looked and I couldn't find anyone, but I can hear them."

"Are you certain?" Thor asked again.

"I am certain!" Loki cried, "Brother, why don't you believe me?"

Thor held one finger up. "The sun has yet to rise and I have not overslept." Thor now held up two fingers. "It is very unlike you to come to me for such reasons." Now three. "I am uncertain if I am even awake."

"I know what I saw!"

"But," Thor said slowly, "Didn't you say that you didn't see anything?"

Loki was grateful that it was dark; that his brother couldn't see how bright pink his face has turned. Neither of the boys were used to being up at this time of night and it was showing. "Just because I didn't see them, doesn't mean that they are not there!" Loki stated quickly.

Thor leaned back in his bed, his eyes barely open. "I know what it is."

"What?" Loki inquired eagerly, edging closer to the bed.

"A ghost."

"A ghost?" Loki repeated dumbly.

Thor nodded. "Yes."

Loki glared at his brother. "What kind of fool do you take me for?"

Thor flopped sideways, landing on his bed with a loud and muffled plop. "One that bothers to wake me up when the sun hasn't risen yet."

Loki scowled. "I am serious, Brother!"

"As am I."

Loki stood for a while, then sat on his knees, resting his arms and head on Thor's bed. "Were you serious about the ghost?"

Thor flipped on to his back and sighed. "Yes, Loki, I was serious about the ghost." Thor said sarcastically. "There is a ghost that haunts these halls."

"Really?"

Thor tilted his head slightly. Was his brother honestly believing him? Well, Thor decided, there was really only one way to find out. "Of course! Everyone knows about the ghost!"

"I don't." The younger boy mumbled.

"You should." Thor nodded. "She's very well known around the palace. She roams the halls every night, singing the same song."

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why does she do that?" Loki asked. "There must be a reason."

Thor shrugged. "Nobody really knows why she does what she does. She's like every other girl: strange."

"That doesn't make sense."

"What doesn't?" Thor asked.

"Girls being strange" Loki said, "Do they have to be?"

"I don't think so, but they are anyway."

"Huh…That still doesn't make sense."

"What was that?" Thor asked, sitting up.

"What?" Loki asked, twisting his head and cranking his neck to look in the direction of his brother's gaze. Thor got out of his bed and scampered over to the door. He popped his head out into the hallway. Loki was soon by his brother, looking worriedly at the blonde. "What is it?"

"Sh! Don't you hear it?" Thor whispered.

Loki's brows pinched together as he strained his ears. His eyes widened when he heard the same melody from before. It was a low and smooth tune that filled the halls in a quick pace. "That's what I was talking about, Brother!"

Thor stepped out into the hall and squinted. He saw a dim light dancing around at the end. "I see a light!" He ran towards the end of the hall.

Loki bounced impatiently in place as he watched his brother shrink into the distance. "Brother! Don't leave me alone!" He shouted as gave into the worries his fluttering heart and chased after his brother into the darkness. He was careful to see if anyone was following them, but ran into Thor as he stopped abruptly. Loki pulled himself off of the ground and peered around his brother's arm. They both saw a girl gazing at the stars through one of the many windows. She was dressed in a white nightgown that almost touched the ground. The flame of her candle danced merrily as she hummed.

"Do you see what I see?" Thor asked.

"Yeah," Loki nodded, "Do you think she's real or a ghost?"

"I don't know." Thor whispered. He stepped forward and pulled his shoulders back to straighten himself. "Who are you?" He asked firmly.

The girl twisted her head to look over her shoulder, her black hair falling back into place behind her. The candle gave her face such a horrifying lighting that both boys screamed and darted away. Thor nearly tripped over Loki in the process.

Sif turned around fully and watched the boys tumble away. "What was that about?" She asked aloud. She sighed and went back over the window. "Boys are so strange."