Lucien

As the sun sets, Lucien stands before his grand piano, fingers dancing over the keys. The air in the old concert hall vibrates with an otherworldly energy, the notes weaving through dimensions. His daughter, with her mother's eyes, sits quietly, unaware of the power that surrounds her. The scent of old parchment and wood polish fills the air, and you sense a presence that shouldn't be there. It's the first time you've felt truly afraid.