[ WP ] Your entire life has theme music . Every day up until now it has been upbeat and melodic , today you wake up and it is sad and ominous .

I tapped random keys on my pure black piano. Normally, I would just play what sounded in my head during the days, whether it be some upbeat video game song like the Rainbow Road soundtrack from Mariokart or some random crappy and annoying yet happy song like Nyan Cat or some relaxing classical music like Love's Joy. 
 
 Today was just different. As a jumble of Beethoven's Pathetique in C minor for piano and Zelda `` Game Over'' songs spiraled together with some piece I did n't know in some weird remix that gave me chills, I tapped the keys on my piano, a C minor chord then an A minor chord then a D^7 then a G minor arpeggio, not knowing what to play. Every single day up until now had been something happy, relaxing, or upbeat, or maybe a mix of all three. 
 
 Then it dawned on me. Something bad was about to happen. Bad enough that it could potentially change everything. I stood up and pushed in the piano bench. Slowly, I walked over to the window. The curtains, thick and nontransparent, were closed. I pushed them aside just a little bit to peek outside. Everything was normal. 
 
 Walking across the house, I opened the door to my parents' room. They were in bed, snoring away. I opened the kitchen door and looked in all the pantries. Nothing wrong there. 
 
 I checked every room, door, and cabinet that could have something wrong with them, enough for the always-happy music in my head to change to a melancholy remix of sad, ominous, and chilly pieces. It was still before 9 A.M., and the grandfather clock in the living room ticked away. 
 
 Then I looked out the window again. The trees that were filled with color and sparkle were now withering. Down the street, the trees withered like flowers without water and disappeared into dust. The trees in front of my house. Behind. Next to. Across the street. Every one was dying. Then, a pounding. Almost like a sudden earthquake, the whole house shook, and the glass vase on the dining table toppled over and rolled off with a crash as it broke into a million pieces. 
 
 The music in my head turned more and more furious by the millisecond. Then it appeared. Its mouth an open abyss, its eyes wide and red, its skin a deathly pale blue, its walk a crawl forward of grasping something on the road and pulling itself forward into a seal-like position.
