John slowly made his way up the tunnel stairs and closed the door. He had found nothing. Tired and heartbroken, he tried the only other place there was: the room in the attic. He walked into the room, and what do you know, there was his cello! He ran downstairs with the cello in his arms and played the happiest song he knew and other happy songs as well. He ran around and was so happy to have his cello back!