from the neighborhood: demonic scooter
There's a playground around the corner from our apartment that Hanna and I walk through quite frequently on our daily commute. Therein resides a child's plastic scooter. We never see any of the numerous children who play in the park actually on the scooter, but whenever we pass by it is in a slightly different location, always looking slightly forelorn. Hanna thinks it's mostly likely possessed.