

Before Kit went to bed last night, she made sure that the salt lines were in place, as usual.
Like Monday night, sheapos;d had strange dreams, full of music and vivid colors. She dreamt of playing the piano for a large concert hall, though the faces of her audience were in shadows so she couldnapos;t see them, but she knew they were there. They encouraged her to keep playing, piece after piece, until she was exhausted. When Kit felt that she could no longer play, she tried to leave the stage, but a shadowy figure would not let her pass. It grabbed her arm, and the figureapos;s hands were as cold as ice...
Shivering violently, Kit finally managed to wake up. She found herself in the park, cold, wet and physically worn-out, and completely unaware of how sheapos;d gotten there.
[NFI, Okay for broadcast, OOC welcome]
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