Flash Fiction

He awoke of a sudden, taking a few seconds to stare intently at the unfamiliar surroundings, then rising from the bed, gazing at his unknown body.

At that moment two men and a young woman walked unannounced into the room. They chuntered, and busied themselves with seemingly nothing. Deftly avoiding his nakedness.

The thin man said. “Sergie, yet again you were magnifico.” The other two nodded in enthusiastic union. “You played like an angel conducting a heavenly choir.”

Sergie, was that his name, looked at them blankly. Feeling his fingers take familiar chord shapes, he moved towards the piano.