From beyond the front door, there comes the sound of something--
"Daro! We're short on doors at this end! They're gonna--"
--wailing.
"We've got to slow them down or we're short circuits with blood!"
"Come on!" C above middle C, E, F, sharp, true again. Two octaves up, then two more. And higher every second, never mind the piano
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