Variation 5: Bringing Music to the World

Chapter 1: Rainy dreams

Do you hear that sound? That wonderful relaxing and tender sound? Can you hear because I can? It is music to my ears. I enjoyed this monochromatic weather. It makes me forget the reality I ever existed in and enter in my own little world. I gazed upon the gloomy world through my window. What can I say? I do not dislike the world that I am living in. It is just so difficult dealing with all the chaos. But it is okay, because I could not tolerate even more. All I want is a break from all of this chaos that has been happening. I could not take it even longer. Those thoughts, those unnecessary thoughts that played over like a movie, to make your witnessed every piece of it, to remind you of every single horrible thing. I just want them all to go away. Just leave my head and let me go to peace. I sighed with exhaustion. Leaning the side of my face on the cold glass, I closed my eyes and relaxed to the beat of the raindrops.

Droop...
                  Droop...
                                    Droop...

IN THE DREAM WORLD~

I opened my eyes and realized I was floating, my head, neck, arms, and legs let loose. It is hard to pull my weight down, but how is that possible? It is like someone is grabbing a hold of you. Even though there's just darkness, you don't know when you're going to drop. Suddenly, I felt my heart sink down to my stomach, like riding on am amusement park ride that takes you to the top and drops you straight down with all the speed it has.

I do not know when the fall is going to end. I felt like wanting to scream but nothing came out. I was almost about to get used to it until I landed hard on the ground. My back aced terribly.

This is a really strange place. A black-and-white tile floor, I see, with a path that never ends. It reminds me of Alice in Wonderland, only much confusing, but never quite understanding. Yup, those books I read had come to life. I followed the never-ending path, hoping it will take me somewhere and suddenly stopped. I got this feeling that someone or something is watching me in the dark. This place is very creepy.

"Beware the müte."

I jumped when I heard a soft melo voice, whispering into my ear. I turned around and no one was there. I'm starting to get really creeped out so I started walking a little faster.

"Beware the müte"

There it is again. I started to pace myself but it's repeating into my ear over and over and it's getting louder and louder every time I run. I covered my ears but I can still hear it.

Beware the müte

Beware the MÜTE

BEWARE THE MÜTE

BEWARE THE MÜTE

I screamed on the top of my lungs, closing my eyes and being paranoid. I couldn't stand words and phrases repeated. It drives me crazy. It's complete nonsense!

Suddenly, it stopped. I opened my eyes and somehow shifted into a little room. There were no windows and no door, but the room is so fancy-looking. The walls are covered in red velvet silk, in all sides. Before me, there is a queen size bed, with a tiny red box in the middle. I carefully crawl up the bed and picked up the tiny red box. Opening it I found a note just sitting there. I took it and opened the letter. In illegible, messy writing it said:

Dreams are like like the real world. They are either real or  fake. They are like people who you trust but sometimes back-stabbers.

I thought about the phrase for a minute. It might just say, it does compare to the real world. I noticed in the back of the note, in complete messy writing in red, more like written in either blood or red paint, it read: