Once upon a time, there was a room. Now this room was empty with no doors or windows. The only light was a dim little bulb that was in place on the roof. Only one man stood inside the empty room, which seemed impossible to enter. This man would be known as different than others as he would not speak, and he would not think or blink at all. This man would stare at the pale green walls of the room. He was dressed in a crisp black suit and a fine white undershirt with a blue tie that fit snugly around his neck.

While this strange man stared at the walls, he simply grinds at the pale green walls. But one day, this man blinked, but only for a moment. At the same time, this man’s grin dropped cold and silent in disappointment. Then the screams and shrieks broke out, filling the air as the walls crumbled like glass. The floor sunk into the black nothingness of the void and soon the earth would plunge into this endless void never to be found again.

And now this man stays floating around in this void in his crisp black suit, his white undershirt, and his blue tie staring at the void. This man grins while floating and floating away.