There was a young girl who was very fond of piano music. She pestered her parents into giving her piano lessons. She often stayed up late at night, practicing piano notes on a sheet of paper with piano keys she made.

One day, the girl was strolling along the town with her parents and noticed a grand piano in a small shop. The piano looked old and worn out, but also very antique.

The girl begged her parents to buy the piano so she could play it at home, and finally, her parents gave in and asked the shopkeeper how much the piano cost.

The shopkeeper was a old woman, who replied it was only a hundred dollars. The girl's parents agreed to buy her the piano, which was then delivered to their house for free.

As soon as the piano arrived, the girl wanted to play it right away. Her parents invited their relatives to come and watch her. She sat in front of the piano and began to play. But halfway into her music, she felt a sharp pain in her fingers. It felt like a small jab of a needle.

The girl's parents didn't want to disappoint their relatives and ordered the girl to continue playing. Eventually, after the visit was over and the relatives left, the girl was very worn out and passed out on her bed.

Over the next few weeks, the girl continued playing the piano about thirty minutes a day. She kept feeling the sharp pains and discomfort each time she played, and on some occasions, she even collapsed out of exhaustion. But she kept playing and keeping on.

One day, while playing the piano, the girl noticed one of the critical keys were jammed. She and her parents brought it to the old woman, who offered to fix it for no cost. She did, however, ask the parents to leave the store, because the repair might not work if the curtains weren't drawn.

Soon, the woman came back and said the piano was fixed. The parents brought it back home, and the girl continued playing. Over the next few weeks, she got very skinny. Her arms and body were almost skeletal, and her cheeks were sunken. Again, one of the keys were jammed, and again, the girl's parents brought it to the old woman for repairs. She once again drew the curtains and began the repairs.

The father, curiously, moved one curtain aside and peeked into the shop. What he saw shocked him. The old woman had lifted the cover of the piano and reached in. She took out a large jar full of red liquid, which she proceeded to drink greedily. The parents realized it was blood, and immediately called the police, but the woman was nowhere to be found when they arrived.

The father disassembled the piano and, being a somewhat experienced mechanic, discovered what happened. The piano's keyboards had been embedded with hollow, microscopic needles. Every time the girl played the piano, the keys would draw some blood from her fingers.

The blood was then drawn through pipes into a special glass jar that kept the blood cells alive, and once the jar was full, the piano jammed a key, and the old woman would secretly drink the blood and place the jar back to "fix" the instrument.

The girl's parents quickly sold it online for fifty dollars. Meanwhile, The girl suffered major blood loss, and doctors discovered the needles also contained a chemical that weakened the bone marrow's ability to produce blood. The old woman replaced this chemical during every fix, and the chemical was injected into the girl's bloodstream by the same hollow needles.

The girl suffered permanent bone damage, and died a few days later from an infection. Her weakened bone marrows were unable to produce any more white blood cells to battle the bacteria.

The old woman was never found. Police discovered a secret escape door in the store, and concluded that the woman ran down there when the girl's father phoned the police, and escaped. The girl was buried in a church graveyard in the center of the city.

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