The voice that called out to him multiple times in the past but every time he has been completely oblivious to it. He ignored that voice again and again, yet it sounded so much clearer now. He was going crazy to think how much it resembles his own voice. Even if it was his own voice, it was as if filled with hollow rage, discontent with each word it uttered. As each moment passed, things began to make less sense to him. A crying Mir in front of him continuously calling out to him, shaking him occasionally but he could hear none of it. There was a point where he blankly stared back at Mir without a word. It was as if the two were separated by a thin invisible film where at one side, the time had stopped and on the other, the time seemed to be moving fine.
Mir began to become restless at th
