AFRAID OF THE DARK?

The dusk was nearing. Realizing it was getting late, he desperately wanted to get home quickly. The dim moonlight and lonely streets did not appeal to him at all.

He stumbled into his apartment. He stopped short. Gazing around at the almost empty apartment, he slowly walked towards his grand piano in the middle of the room. Brushing off the dust that accumulated each day, he opened the cover and fingered the black & white keys. Sitting down, he started playing a gentle self-composed tune. The beautiful notes that formed the melody surrounded the whole room and stirred the usually silent place.

The doorbell rang. He reluctantly got up and opened the door. Blinking, he saw 3 figures outside his doorway.

"It's you. Come on in."

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