As they were dismissed Francis had decided to make his way back to the building's music room. As he walked into the room he closed his eyes and took in a slow breath through his nose. He loved the smell of freshly polished wood and luckily the doctor kept an up keep of his instruments. He walked through the room, his fingers lightly grazing over the row of violins he passed, and eventually came to a stop at the grand piano he had played before being called to the group therapy room. He took a seat and let his fingers dance over the keys with pressing any down for a solid minute before he straightened his posture and began to play [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YM7XmYm6Qo]Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata[/url].