them again to a completely white atmosphere. She found her living room had melted into
bright light. She gasped again and jerked around.
“Woah, lay still...” The doctor said. She suddenly felt two strong hands grip her shoulders
and force her into a supine position.
“Where am I... Where am I...” She whispered, only faintly hearing her voice. Everything
had an echo to it... like the notes on her piano.
“My piano...” She said aloud.
“What is she talking about?” The doctor asked.
“I have no idea.” Her mother sighed, tears decorating her sad eyes.
“The notes... they’re under water...” She gasped, still seeing white. “They’re drowning.”
Suddenly she began to hear the sound of a piano playing. Her ears filled with Beethoven,
and raindrops, as her white surroundings evaporated and were replaced with her living
room. She ripped the headphones from her ears and threw the C.D. player to the floor.
Her Beethoven piano sonatas C.D. flew from the inside and landed about a foot away
from it. She twisted around to observe her surroundings. She was on the red couch in her
living room and heard the rain falling outside. She even heard the distant clank on the
railroad tracks. Clank clank clank. Everything looked and sounded normal. She turned
around and gasped, jumping to her feet.
“Where is it?!” She cried loudly. Her sister, Ana, came down the stairs. Clank clank clank.
“Where’s what Sam?”
“The- the piano?!” She yelled, turning violently to look for a sign of it.
“We don’t have a piano Sam... are you all right?”
“What?! No... we have a piano... where is it?!” She screamed... looking desperately for her
sheet music. Where was Beethoven? Where was it? It had to be there.
“Sam... what’s wrong?” Ana walked over to her. Clank clank clank.
“Where is it...” She whispered, “Where is it...” She jerked her head around.
“Sam, why are you so upset. We don’t have a piano.” Her sister stared at her.
“Ok... whatever Ana.”
Her sister went to pick up the open C.D. player on the ground. Clank clank clank. She
picked up the C.D. lying near it as well.
“Since when do you listen to Beethoven?” Ana looked shocked. “You’re so weird
sometimes.” Ana put the C.D back inside and handed the closed player to her sister.
“Thanks.” She stared at Ana with blank eyes.
“Yeah.” Ana stared back in the same way, but finally broke eye contact and walked away
as though nothing strange had happened.
‘What’s going on...?’ She thought to herself, setting the C.D. player down on top of the
table that sat where her beloved piano should have been. Clank clank clank. Clank clank
clank.
The clanking in the distance suddenly grew louder and sharper in her ears.
“Ah!” She reached up to cover her ears as the clank clank clank turned into more of a
beep beep beep. She saw white again.
“What’s going on?” She heard her mother’s voice.
“Mom?” She tried to say, but could hear only a faint echo of her words.
Beep beep beep.
Beep beep beep.
“Is she all right?” Her mother’s voice asked again.
“Doctor, her brain activity is jumping again.” Said a man’s voice. “Her heart rate is still
low.”
“Samantha?” Asked another man’s voice. She didn’t recognize it.
“Ana?” She asked.
“What is she talking about?” Asked the man. Beep beep beep.
“I have no idea.” Her mother said.
“Ana... where are you?” She asked. “Ana... the raindrops... on the road...” Beep clank
beep.
Beep clank clank.
Clank clank clank...
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