There's a song playing in her ears, but it's not one she's ever had the urge to arrange for piano. It's a loud, repetitive tune that echoes from one ear to the other, high-pitched and scraping against the walls of her skull.
One hour until the time limit.
She drops the sheet music she'd been holding, only realizing once she hears it hit the ground and scatter.]
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[Static.
There's a song playing in her ears, but it's not one she's ever had the urge to arrange for piano. It's a loud, repetitive tune that echoes from one ear to the other, high-pitched and scraping against the walls of her skull.
One hour until the time limit.
She drops the sheet music she'd been holding, only realizing once she hears it hit the ground and scatter.]