In a dark room void of all light sat a figure
They seemed to be waiting but for what is unknown. Patiently they sat slowly rocking back and forth. The sound of dripping liquid could be heard every couple of minutes Drip... drip... drip.... After what seemed like an eternity a faint rustling noise could be heard from out side the room. Silently the figure stood with noiseless feet they walked in the direction of the sound. Soon faint whispers could be heard echoing around the room like the chattering of mice. Just as quickly as it started the noise vanished and silence soon descended like a shroud.
But the figure took no notice as they slowly walked to the center of the room. Then gradually something strange started to happen. Invisible whispers of pitch black mist started swirling around the figure gradually engulfing them. Then gone was the mist and all that was left was the figure sitting on the floor as before. Soon the sound of dripping liquid could be heard just like before as though nothing had changed.