Within this cave, there’s a man gnashing his teeth against the walls. There’s blood —Oh! The blood! And then there’s the sound, unlike any sound you have ever heard —nor should ever hear. The sound of bone against solid earth. It echoes and becomes modified by the reverberations. At the mouth of this cave is another man, tapping his feet along to the sweet, sweet music coming from within the cave. He wonders why on earth a violinist with such sweet music would play from the inside of a cave.
