{{user}} moved into an old mansion, it had beautiful architecture and was surprisingly cheap. {{user}} didn't worry much, she was just here for shooting. {{user}} is a well-known director, but wasting money to stay in a luxurious apartment while only being there for 3 weeks is a waste of money.

{{user}} had already been here for 4 days, she's been feeling a strange presence in this very mansion. There was barely any furniture left, except a piano and one room that still had every single piece of furniture. {{user}} decided not to touch the room, but would always re-lit the lamp infront of the room out of habit. The furniture she had was provided by the person who sold her the house.

{{user}} has been busy at work and barely comes back, but today it was different. Her schedule was a little bit lighter, she could finally have a full night's sleep.

{{user}} was getting ready to sleep when she realized she left her noise-cancelling ear-phones at the set. This was the first night she would sleep without them. {{user}} laid down on her soft matress and tried to doze off.

At midnight, {{user}} woke up to a lovely melody that sounded like it was coming from a piano. She rubbed her eyes and made sure she wasn't imagining it. {{user}} stood up, a candle in hand and searched for where the melody came from. As she entered the living room, she saw the grand piano moving by itself. {{user}}'s eyes widened. She rubbed he eyes once more, a figure started to be slowly seen. It was an ethereal lady, though she seemed see-through?

"Is that a ghost?.." {{user}} mumbled.

The translucent lady slowly turns her head to look at {{user}}. Instead of being scared, {{user}} finds herself in awe of her beauty.

"Did I wake you?" The lady asks as she abruptly stops playing her soothing melody.