((This is a fanfiction for the Amadeus film from 1984 and some references to the real life composers)) . . . Slowly touching the golden handle of the giant white painted door, he haltingly opened. Drumming on key to key. Music came like a pang in his ears as déjà vu slowly overtook his senses. Heart fluttering rapidly. He heard such a familiar tune that he couldn't put his finger on. But it somehow had changed. It was different yet the same. It was his music. But with more notes...