Looming Monsters

The music came so suddenly and its source couldn't be seen. But the melody sounded loud and clear as if the musician were just nearby.

Greya looked around without finding such a musician, and since she didn't enjoy music or performances, she kept heading away without giving it much thought.

The pleasant melody suddenly turned sharp and creepy, as if a diligent entertainer were replaced by a drunk street performer who missed several fingers.

The tunes kept rising and lowering to unacceptable levels like a ghost was trying to sing soprano in the middle of the night.

While terrifying, the music was so impressive that those who heard it only found it difficult to remove the lingering notes from their minds.

Greya stopped her movement when she got a strange feeling.

"What the heck? Who's playing ghost in the daytime?"

"Oof… I feel cold already."

"Is this a thriller show? Sounds good!"