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Silent feet on metal.

A calm beating heart and quiet breaths.

A perfect duet.

A perfect dance.

Someone is ahead.

He looks as if he is doing something bad.

A bad boy.

Or is he?

Creep closer.

Unheard.

Unseen.

He examines something at the open door, through which blue-green light illuminates his frame.

He looks thoughtful at the mechanism.

It is fascinating to watch him as he fumbles with it.

He fumbles and fumbles and fumbles and fumbles…

He watches and looks around for guards.

Silent feet on metal make a sound.

He stops, looks up and closes his eyes.

His long pointy ears twitch.

They pick up nothing.

A moment later he looks up again, rising to his feet.

Slow. Suspicious.

Wonder seeps into his mind.

Curiosity even.

But he does not move.

Such a good boy.

He intends to come closer but closer he shall not get.

The silent feet on metal disappear in darkness.

Nothing but emptiness is left behind.