Da Dang—
My body moved on its own.
The sensation was different as opposed to the previous times.
I was no longer in control of my body.
I could see, hear, and I was conscious.
But when it came to the actual movements...
Dang—!
I wasn't the one doing the moving.
Dang! Dang— Dang—!
The notes were sharp, and they rang loudly within the silence. The darkness that stretched in all directions pressed even more heavily as I played the tune, and in that moment, it suddenly felt as though a pair of eyes had firmly locked onto me.
I felt a creeping dread.
One that grew with each note that I played.
And yet—
I continued to play.
I couldn't stop.
Dang, Dang—
My movements were smooth. They were effortless, and most importantly, I wasn't making any mistakes.
I had long memorized the sheet of music that I needed to play.
