"This day is just too long," I said turning on the floor that I can't see but it is oddly cooling just from laying on it on my back. "It feels like a thousand things have happened and I just went through a couple of hours."
"Would you like me to help you in this endeavour?" The voice asked. I had almost forgotten that it was here still, given that we had spoken only a couple of seconds ago.
"I will help you wherever you need it." The voice repeated like a broken recorder.
"You said that you know my father right?" I asked, looking at the unblinking eyes on the ceiling above me. At least I think it is the ceiling anyways.
"Yes. I know him. I am an acquaintance of his." The voice said again, "And I wish to help you."
