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Lainy walked down the hallways of the mansion with her violin exploring the rooms and examining the paintings. There was one painting that always caught her attention, it was a painting of the Ocean and it had big beautiful waves crashes down on the sandy beach. Lainy had never seen the Ocean but she had heard stories of how cold the water was and how salty the air smelt. Every time she looked at the painting she thought to herself, one day when I get out of here I'm gonna go to the ocean and play in the waves all day and when I get tired I will sit on the beach and play my violin. Lainy took a step back from the painting still smiling as she thought of how the sand would feel in between her toes then continued her leisurely walk down the hallway idly glancing at paintings and open rooms as she lightly ran her fingers on the wall. Lainy was feeling inspired and full of energy, she always did after looking at the painting she didn't get very far before she had to stop and play her violin releasing a creative flow of passion and harmony from the strings as she ran the bow across them. She stood there completely absorbed in the music lightly swaying and humming as the music flowed through her, in moments like this nothing existed but her and her violin.

Kali watched the boy as he exited the room. She then decided to go on searching for a bit longer before returning to her room. She walked down the hall looking at the pictures. She opened the doors to several rooms, but found nothing. She walked around for two or three hours before returning to her room and playing the piano.

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Anastasia finished playing her song, but she wanted to play her flute. She headed back to her room, and grabbed the flute which was in a case on the bed. She headed down another hall, and as she walked she heard the sound of a violin being played. As she walked she looked at the paintings, and as she drew closer to the sound of the violin she saw a painting of a green, flower filled field. She smiled remembering the fields that were near her home. She then started playing her flute which softly blended with the sound of the nearby violin. She immagined herself in the field with her skirt and hair blowing in the wind.

The light was blinding. Stacy didn't want to get up. Frankly, she didn't think she actually could. Finally, after a half hour of tossing and turning and trying to force herself back into her sleep, Stacy found it impossible and walked out of the comfortable bed she had slept in that night. Looking around her, Stacy realized that this was indeed someone else's room. As the light flooded into the room, she was now able to clearly see the corners of clothes peeking out from the drawers, and even a pair of boxers on the floor. A bright pink color spread across her cheeks, although she smiled to herself. Imagine his face when he had walked into his room and found her sleeping there.

Oh, no. Whose room was this? Stacy decided on staying inside the room and waiting to see him. After all, she didn't have anything better to do, right?

John suddenly woke up, the trombone was playing again. He went out and walked towards his room, wondering about why the person had slept there. He was finaly there, he opened the door carefully and stepped inside. There sat the nice girl on the bed, he blushed and forced out: "W-why did you sleep here tonight? And who are you?"

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Ah, the soothing sound of music. After five hundred years he had a special connection with the mansion, and he had a mental map in his head. Let's see, it's with the sea painting... Yes definetely

He walked quickly towards the music, he recognised the violin, and suddenly a flute started playing. Ah, seems someone brought it with them... How lovely. He started humming the tune, and before he knew it, he found himself in the hallway, watching the violinist play. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. Mmm, wonderful...

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Lainy brought the bow to a rest at her side while her cheek still rested on the violin her eyes where still closed while the high from playing still thrummed through her body. In the back round She could her a flute playing melody that had matched her own. Lainy slowly opened her eyes and started to lower the violin from her cheek when she spotted him. Nobody really knew who he was but believed he had been trapped here the longest. Lainy had seen him once or twice but only for a brief second as he passed by a room she happened to be in while he was on his way to where ever he happened to be going. A bit startled by his presence she did the only thing that came to mind, she spoke.

"Hi....." Lainy all but squeak feeling more shy then ever. "I was just playing my violin, sorry if I was blocking your way." Lainy tried to keep from looking at her feet and look the new comer in the face but the harder she tried the brighter the blush on her face got.

A boy stepped into her room, a boy she wasn't sure she knew. His face was somewhat familiar, as if she'd seen glances of it before. Ah, now Stacie knew. He was the boy who always ran away at the sight of other people. "Well, if that's not the best greeting I've ever heard in my life. My name's Stacie. And for why I was sleeping here..." Stacie didn't speak for a moment, and only looked around the room. "Well, I was looking for the orchestra room. Then, uh, I got sleepy and didn't remember where my room was, and...and I found this room. I didn't know it was someone else's room. I'm sorry," Stacie said as she bowed her head as a symbol of her remorse.

"I didn't know it was someone else's room. I'm sorry." John answered: "I guess it's okay, I found another room where I could sleep. Buy the way, I'm John"

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"I was just playing my violin, sorry if I was blocking your way."

Joseph slowly opened his eyes and eyed the girl. She looks older than me... But she still is so much younger, that effect never ceases to amaze me... "Ah, and you played lovely too. A pleasure to meet you, i am Joseph Frizer. May i ask of your name fair lady?"

He bowed down a little as he presented himself. I feel so old when i speak like that... Well i AM old, how weird it may ever be.

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