I heard a few people say that the music building is haunted with the sounds of a piano playing a solemn, gloomy song.. Same with the underground tunnels that connect the stages for the shakespear festivals that have the sounds of shrieks and growls echoing around you. AND a similar story is told about Old Main, the woman that turns on lights in the middle of the night and claws from the inside of the windows..... They are just ghost stories though, right?
We neared the back side of the music building and thought we would give the doors a try. I went up to the door, peered inside into the blackness of the building and gave it a pull, but it was firmly locked. As we stepped away to go find another way in, the door propped open a few inches. I turn around to only see the back of a very white young man in a very light blue shirt i think walk around the corner, then down the hall.
As much as a warning sign that SHOULD have been and as weird as that seemed, we went into the music building at one in the morning anyway. Attached to the hidden mystery of the music just like my childhood was attached to my gameboy. I walked down the few stairs and looked down the hallway that i swear i just saw that guy walk down. But the lights were off completely, and i didn't hear anything down there so i decided we should check the upstairs music room where the piano was. Stepping inside we didn't see anything irregular, but starting to become a little creeped out, we got out of there.
We went downstairs to the first floor. To those that have been down there, you can choose to go left down the hall, left up the stairs or right once you walk in from the outside. However in the middle of the night, these hallways looked like endless black holes just waiting for a couple of dumb college students to walk down. So we walked down the left side of the hallway first because it's shorter. Nearing the end of this hallway you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, so we shined our pathetic little cell phones in front of us for light. On our way back from the left side of the hallway, we both could hear the sound of a damn piano playing gently, secretly. Curiosity killed us both, having to check this out. Walking towards the music, it slowly grew louder and louder. We neared the end of the hall and we could hear the music perfectly. It was coming out of one of two rooms, but we didn't know which one. Frozen, standing there, out of disbelief and horror. We finally had the courage to take just one more step into the darkness that held this music. Then suddenly the sound of the music stopped.... echoing the sound of silence. SLAM and the sound of the keyboard cover (im guessing) slammed shut. Scared shitless we ran for our lives outside of the music building onto the grass. After a couple seconds of catching our breath, we looked back up..... and saw the SAME GUY in the light blue shirt, looking down at us from the stairs, simply smiling at us. Then he once again disappeared into the darkness.
I didn't enter the music building for a whole year after that.
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