Melody woke up sweating. There it was again. At first she'd thought the humming was her fridge, but it had gradually grown into a song. The piano notes repeated themselves in her dreams every night.

The minor key they were in sent a chill down her spine every time she heard it. The first thing she did, reach for her phone and call Ladina.

"I heard it again." She spoke shakily into the phone. "Melody, you've gotta stop this. It's just your fridge!" Her friend sounded tired, no doubt from her long day at work.

"That's what you say every time, it's not the

fridge Lidi!"

Lidina didn't respond, but Melody heard a snorting sound.

She turned to her backup. She shook Jake awake. "I heard it again." His face still halfway in his pillow, he responded "it's nothing, please go back to sleep. It's the weekend, I need sleep."

He was always so lazy when it came to sleep. "Fine, but l'm going outside to prove it's not the fridge."

Melody slipped out of bed, and out to the kitchen.

The refrigerator made a soft buzzing sound, but no music came out of the large metal box.

Sighing, she turned to head back to bed, when a flickering motion in the corner of her eye caught her attention.

She spun around. The sound of the fridge had grown a few octaves, and Melody's heart was pounding.

Something came at her face, and she screamed, just in time too.

Jake came running in, and found Melody on the floor, a large red scratch across her face.

"What happened?" He said, helping her to her feet, and examining the scratch across her forehead.

"I told you, I told you Jake but you didn't listen." She began sobbing and ranting on.

He held her head close to his chest, trying to calm her. But no one could. Not anymore.

They hadn't listened, so now she would face the consequences.