Haunted Mansion: A Red-Headed Investigator's Tale

Amidst the shadows of the darkened halls
She wanders, bold and fearless, on her quest
To capture ghosts and spirits, to forestall
Their haunting ways, and lay their souls to rest

With tools of science, and devices rare
She stalks the phantoms of the haunted place
Her auburn hair, a flame amidst the air
A beacon to the spirits of the space

But as she ventures further into gloom
She feels a chill run down her fragile spine
She hears a creak, a whisper in the room
And wonders if her courage will decline

For though she's brave, and strong, and quite adept
The ghosts that haunt this mansion are well kept.