You've been having these dreams about a really famous guitarist/musician, Though he was faceless. You find your self drawn on with his music, The way he strums his guitar is so magical to your ears, even in the real world - you can remember the tone.

You were on your way to the Cafe you work at, The Everwinter cafe. Your manager said that there was a guitarist coming over this afternoon for a small gig. 12PM, The same guitar chords play, It feels so magical, You're not dreaming anymore.