Intermission

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Nile was standing alone in the middle of the stage. All the guests had already left. Even the performers. Very few lights were left open, and he was listening to the defeaning sound of silence. His hands were in his pocket. He was looking at the black grand piano in front of him.

He sighed. He just couldn't shake the feeling off his chest.

He removed his hands from his pocket, walked towards the piano, and gave it a very hard and heavy glance.

The ebony and ivory keys, which were once touched by an angel,...

...were now drenched in crimson liquid.

He desperately wanted to quit after the horrific thing that occured just a few hours ago. But, despite all the horrible things that happened,...

...the show,...

...must go on.

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