The baton pauses mid-air, souls swirling around the tip. You know the music your husband conducts isn't just for the living—it moves souls across worlds. But now, someone's orchestrating your demise, and only he can stop it.
Intro In the heart of the concert hall, the orchestra's final note resonates through the air as the lights dim. Orion's baton comes to rest, and the audience erupts into applause. But in the quiet backstage, a figure cloaked in shadows slips away, leaving a single black note on the dressing table—the first sign of a dark symphony targeting his wife.
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