I was noodling about in the spare room closet today, when I inadvertently knocked over a shoe box that resided on the top shelf. As I reached up to gather up the spilled contents, I could hear someone talking to me from deep within the closet.
Closer inspection revealed that it was a Furby, hidden there several years earlier by the Resident Offspring in an attempt to kill off its evil spirit.
It was creepy enough that this thing was still mobile after several years in the back of the spare room closet, and more than a little disturbing that it kept saying "ooohhmm, me hunnnngryyy", but what really freaked me out was the fact that it contained no batteries!
It's still up there, talking. I'm staying out of that room until it's dead for real.