I followed them inside the hall; it had a magnificent view. Everything about it screamed Antique. There were countless numbers of different musical instruments you can name.. from strings to wind to drums...it was freaking beautiful! They were all in awe; we all were.
We were given strict instructions to just watch; we were not allowed to touch those antiques_ well, it wasn't surprising; Museums have strict rules regarding handling of objects that's been displayed. It was indeed a fortunate event for us to be there_ Who would have thought there'd be a museum fully dedicated to Musical instruments. We were indeed lucky; me and 7 of who aspired to be musicians one day.
I had always been a music lover; Music had been the best Therapy for my mental illness..it healed me; it inspired me; it gave me a passion to live. And I just knew, nothing would make me happier than join Music class and pave myself a way to put my feelings into words and songs and musics. I had always been fascinated with Piano and I aspired to become a Great Pianist One day.
And so, here I was, 3 months after I joined Rising Star music School, owned by a widow by the name Mrs. Jadeline Beatrice. I don't know much about her except the fact that she lost her husband and her 3 children on an accident. The moment I entered the hall, my eyes fixated on one thing_ the Grand Piano! The most beautiful and elegant Piano I've ever seen in my life. It lay seated in the middle of the hall with all its glory. For some reason, I was the only one fascinated by the Piano; all 7 of them seem to ignore it's presence..and that was unusual because if there was one common thing we shared, it was our love for black and white keys.
And as if like something took hold of me, I started towards the magnificent thing; I was well aware of what would happen if I go near it but I keep increasing my pace. I couldn't stop; I was controlled. I stood near the piano; I felt hypnotised. My fingers itched to tap the black and white keys; Never in my life have I felt such desire to do something as this. I wanted to press just one key. ..just one. I wanted to feel it's keys against my fingers. And that's what I did.. I pressed the white key then the black then go back to the white.
Instead of the usual note I follow, I was playing a different note; something I've never played before but it felt right; it felt like I knew what I was playing. The music felt good_ eerily good. Deep inside I felt sad, hurt, pain.
That's when I realised there was something wrong with the music I was playing. It felt right yet it felt guiltily right. It felt like I was playing the music of death. I wanted to stop but I couldn't. My fingers wouldn't stop moving.
Then, when I looked around all of them; 7 of them_ my classmates they were coughing out blood; they looked like they were suffocated. And one by one they all fell dead. I just knew they were dead! And just like that in a movie, everything went backwards, from the time I pressed the keys to the time I stood near the piano and to the entrance of the hall. Everything turned black and I jerked open my eyes. Time relapse.. Could it be that just for a few moments, I saw an inevitable future because I was standing near the entrance of the hall and the Great Piano lay in the middle of the hall and just like that, there was nothing I could see except that Grand Piano in the middle of the hall, as I walk towards it.
The End
Original work by Ignin _alien