Sorry for the sudden hiatus! I've moved three times during that time and I had my laptop in repair for a week. >.<
On the way to Galway, we stopped by an old cemtery, since my mum wanted to see something similar to Glendalough. While walking around, we kep hearing faint music, but thought nothing of it. My dad said that the view from the top of the hill, where the cemetery was located, was splendid - and joked that the deadmust climb out of their graves to watch the sunset there. This would have been plenty scary enough for me, but apparently it was going to get worse - suddenly, I saw something that looked like a hand sticking out of the ground! Turned out that it was a glove.
The source of the eerie music...
If you disobey, they wil collect even the last cent you have!