Prologue: The twin glass doors silently parted from each other as a silent woman walked through them. Wearing black clothing; from undershirt, pants, jacket- even belt- the silent stature moved itself to stand in front of the widely-spaced desk. Sitting with its chair back to the guest, another figure remained. The wall this man was facing was covered with countless amounts of paintings and other items hung precisely from the wall or small shelves pretruding from it. The doors from which the visitor had come through had closed, leaving the room soundproff once again. I don't want to hear any...
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