The Parlor
The first thing you notice, upon entering the room, is the oppressive silence in the air. You cannot even hear the sound of your own footsteps. Feeling a bit spooked, you slowly wander around the richly decorated room, as if to seek an answer for this phenomenon. Your eyes rest upon a collection of old musical instruments.
Curious, you pluck a string of the mandolin. A note reverberates through the room, shattering the silence, like a baseball through a plate glass window. You jump back from the instrument, and look around wildly. No one appears.
Feeling quite shaken, you decide to disappear from this room.