The world around me slowly brightened and everything around me became clearer. I laid there for a moment, letting my head and thoughts throb and return to somewhat normal. When I sat up I noticed the room around me was barren, there was no strange man in sight and I let out a sigh of relief. For a few moments I sat looking like a scared and helpless child. I had just fallen asleep, apparently for the second time, in an unknown place, on a strange mans bed and continued to sit there. I took this thought as my opportunity to get up and wander, at least, around the room I resided in. I slowly threw my legs over the side of the bed and immediately hit the stone floor; this bed was shorter than I had thought Upon impact between floor and feet I found that it was much colder than I was expecting. The soles of my feet soon warmed up to the spot of floor my feet were planted on.
When I stood up, I was undecided as to move or to stand there and wait for something to happen, and at this point I really did not want to wait for anything else to happen. To the left of me there was a grand opening that was covered with transparent white drapes in which light flooded through. Straight ahead of me there were two doorways that led off into pitch black rooms. The room I was in was occupied by crooked dark furniture that was either scattered with papers or candles of some sort that provided the dim lighting to my surroundings. I walked over to the paper scattered desk and began to rummage through them as quietly as I could. I was too afraid to ask the strange man anything more and these papers gave me hope I would find something that would give me insight into who this man actually was.
These papers appeared worn and burnt, as if by accident. I only found poorly painted pictures of another girl and unfinished music scores. I found nothing that would tell me about this strange man. I was interrupted from my thoughts when I heard the faint sound of music drift in from the light flooded entrance. I set the papers I had held in my hands down on the desk and made my way over to the white drapes and grabbed the edge closest to me and I prepared to open them and finally discover what lay beyond them. I shut my eyes, uncertain as to what I was going to find beyond the drape. I inched open the curtain and opened my eyes, soon having to adjust them from sudden bright light reflecting off of a surface from down below, to the soon dimly candle lit room that followed. I stepped into the room and saw a curtain of candles that sat on a ledge of some sort and soon followed the smell of mist, such as a large amount of water. I looked to my right and saw a small staircase that led to a strangely beautiful sight. A lake that was brought up to a shore and beyond that shore sat what seemed hundreds of candles. Papers and props scattered a small caving in a wall straight across the lake and from that room led a narrow staircase up to yet another candle and paper crowded area.
In the middle of this chaos sat a piano...
and at this piano…
Sat the strange man.