I pushed back the covers and slipped out of bed. Sunlight streamed through the window, making me cringe. My head ached as though I had been drinking. I struggled slightly to remember if I had indeed gone to a bar the night before, but nothing came to mind. Except a faint strain of music that played through my mind...
I shook my head and tried to clear it. Ah! The dream! What a dream... I smiled. "Wonder what I ate that-" I pulled back the door to my closet and froze.
It was a beautiful long black dress I had bought not long ago. I wasn't much for dressing up. It was simply elegant. But it wasn't the dress that made my hand shake. It was the note, pinned to the waist of the dress.
"The door to your soul lies behind thick walls of stone."
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