I am cleaning out an attic bedroom that looks like a hoarders convention had a party in it. As I was taking bubble wrapped items out of a large box, to put them into bags to donate... I saw something brown and furry in there. I poked at it with a book and it got a creepy crawl. I instantly thought BAT. And hightailed it outta of there, slamming the door closed. But over the course of the evening my curiosity got the better of me. So I donned a bulky leather winter coat, boots and gloves and went back up there to see what was what? I carefully removed everything from the box half expecting to see the little fur ball again, dead or alive. But when I reached the bottom of the box where I saw this thing crawl, it was empty except for a giant dust ball. Now I'm wondering if I imagined the whole thing because the lighting in the room is poor? I was tired. My husband wasn't home. And the dust ball kind of looks like a bat??? Or is the creature still up there waiting to be found again??? And rear it's ugly head???