Gemotions

The house had witnessed a tragedy: a love triangle gone horribly wrong. Daniel, a musician, felt a strange kind of thrill. He sat at his piano, his fingers finding notes he had never heard before, a melody of his own making, his own response.

He composed all day. The music was heavy, melancholic, yet strangely uplifting. It echoed the rhythm of the incident, the drama, the anguish. The tune was new, but it also felt achingly familiar.

He recorded it, then replayed it on a loop. This wasn't just a song, it was a séance. It was his way of connecting with those who had suffered here before. The music filled the house.