《Big Red Button.》Press number 1769-ish.
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You press the button.
Ding.
The temperature in the room is back to what it had been before you fiddled with it.
Now, there’s a music stand next to you, in which sits a sheet of music and a violin.
Oh, and a bow for the violin, too.
You smile. What fun!
You pick up the violin and hold it properly, placing the bow on the strings. You look at the sheet of music and see the title is “Hall of the Mountain King”.
Cool, a classic. It’s a bit repetitive, sure, but that’s fine.
You look at the notes, get your fingers in place, and start playing.
Hey, you’re pretty good! I never would have guessed that you’d actually be good at something!
You completely ignore me, focusing on the music. This is fun. You enjoy this.
Finally you reach the end. You can’t hear it, but I’m clapping. You did a good job.
You take a bow.
And then, since you might as well, you start playing another song. One of the songs you’ve played a thousand times; one of the songs you know by heart.
It’s super cool! Well done! I might be recording it, to put on my Instagram!
You reach the end and, out of curiosity, turn the paper over. On the other side is a sheet of music titled “Sonata for Viola four hands and harpsichord, by PDQ Bach”.
...wait.
No, that can’t be right. You can’t play a viola with four hands. Can you?
You look over the music.
Huh. Apparently you can. Who knew.
Of course, you can’t play this, because it would require another person.
Oh well. You’ll keep it in mind, though, in case you ever have a friend nearby to help.
Yeah, no, you don’t know how to play that thing.
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Still, you’ve kinda always wanted to learn, and it’s just sitting there.
You pick it up. There’s a chin thing, which you stick under your chin. Very professional.
Then you pick up the bow. You put it on the strings, and-
SCREEEEEEECH
Well, that was-
SCHEEDFJ XIEJBSH WIPQPKEBW
Ok, I think you can-
Vinsamlegast gerðu gauraganginn stöðvaður.
YOU CAN STOP NOW!
Nope. You don’t stop. Somehow you find this fun, and your ears aren’t bleeding.
SCHOWLKROSU HQBKAPCHQUAB BFLCOJWBWERBRBG BEWJWJASUXY XGXI
AAH! Cut it out before the transcriptor dies! Please!
EEODHUD MAPAOBDBG IDJWBDJQBGCHS OJLWLZXC CHUEBVFEI-
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...testing. Testing. Test- Oh! It finally works again!
Finally!
So, how’d you like your two hours cut off from me, hmm?
What did you do? How much more did you play the violin?
You know what, I don’t even care.
Just, get out of this room. Please. Before you break it again.
You set the violin and bow down again.
That was fun. You enjoyed your time here.
DO YOU PRESS THE BUTTON? Já Nei
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