You are a famous artists in your country. But why?

Your pictures leave a lingering, alien feeling to the spectators. No one really knows what causes that feeling. Despite of their breath taking beauty and unbelievable quality, everyone knows there's something else that gives a spark of something else that only the word undescribable could describe.

Well, you are aware of what that something is. You have an amazing talent. From time to time, when you close your eyes and peacefully lay on your mattress, your dreams project the last wish of someone. The armony in those dreams is what you catch and immortalize in your paintings. What makes them magical.

However, this night something was different. After your last masterpiece, “one last glance” which represented the desire of a diseased lover to see their partner one last time, you expected another dream to come soon and illuminate you for your next piece of art. You got into your bed, took the pearl white covers and pulled them over yourself, covering from the winter breeze slipping through the minute space the window let come into the room.

You fell asleep and the awaited dream started to flow and pass in front of your eyes.

In your dreams, musical notes started spinning around like whirlwind. They danced into your ears as a wonderful melody that expressed more than what words can. Your eyes landed on the source of this music. Some slender, porcelain like hands dancing over an elegant, old piano.

This projection left a weird feeling of familiarity on you which made you uneasy cause you know that whoever that person is they will die soon and that they wished to hear or play the piano.

This feeling stayed with you even after you opened your eyes. Once you did, the soft sunlight slipping through the blinds welcomed you.

Now you gotta find out. Who was this person in your dreams? Will you find out on time? Are they already dead?