Late at night after work Emily drove back to the Manor on her Vespa, but felt too restless to go straight to home. Instead of taking the elevator up to the seventh floor, she stopped in the lobby and walked out to head to the Slaughtered Lamb.
When she was approaching the door carrying her bright red Vespa helmet with her, she could already hear the music from inside.
But... she could hear something else too. As she was reaching for the door handle, she heard it - distant singing. She turned to look back with her hand on the door handle. Where could that singing be coming from at this hour?
She glanced back at the bar and hesitated, but then she let go of the handle and wandered off to the direction of the singing. Around the corner she went, trying hard to listen where it was coming from but not really being able to pinpoint it yet.