The keys moved up and down. Click clack click clack. The clock moved in it’s indifferent schedule. Tick tock tick tock. The rat scurried across the floor like a mad man. Pitter patter pitter patter. The clock stopped, the keys stopped playing, the rat froze at the silence. Nothing was there, but a single figure. A tall black figure with one golden eye awaiting my presence to step forward. Backing out of the chair making the only noise present, I rose. His arm whipped out yet close to the silence I heard the rubbing of silk from him. His hand outstretched for mine to take, I match my palm to his silence and he matches his silence with my noise, and a shimmering gold light awaits at the end of a tunnel for me in his eyes. He whipped me towards him with his arm, and held me like a doll, as he rushed forward. My hair flew with the wind and tapped his chest and shoulders and patted along his arms like a hug of their own. “Feeghalo, myitol ifigi nyato.” The strange pattern of words sunk out of his mouth and into the ground as my surroundings disappeared and I arrived at a new place. My mouth opened to scream in shock to the watery floor but I sat in silence instead. I looked down to see a endless aquarium of all types of fish beneath my feet in an endless ocean with no resolution. Releasing from his grasp I fell to my knees, and watched him and his reflection in the water vanish out of existence.