that was a beautiful piece of work.

You write a solid Zelos - I like the flashes of thought we get around the sound of the music, through the red door - and his setting fits him - the anonymity, the fact that the crowd (for once!) does nothing for him. Even the girl, equally unnamed, is a poignant addition. To be caught in a crowd (or jammed against a darkened wall) seem odd settings for freedom, though you use the word in both scenarios... it's both fitting and telling to his character that its use, ultimately, works.

Thank you for the story, and cheers!
~Sabe.