Chapotraphouse

Back in high school a friend of mine had a novelty scarface lighter that said "say hello to my little friend" every time you opened it, at some point it started playing constantly, and once the battery started dying the audio played slower/warped, but instead of doing anything to fix it or silence it he just stuffed it in the bottom of his sock drawer to muffle it, so when I spent the night for the first time I could hear the faint but unmistakable sound of a strange voice speaking unintelligibly in the dark, and he didn't bother warning me about it either so I thought his house was haunted for most of one night