'Tick tock. The clock's sound rippled across the watery halls of the building. Elion was motionless looking at a sight beyond his comprehension. He was feeling a rush throughout his body and his hands were slightly trembling. The man who was standing above his little girl was looking Elion in the eyes. Only he was unlike any man he ever came across. The man's eyes reflected the moonlight upon them and shone brightly gold. An endless loop of his iris made him look more like a beast searching for his pray rather than a humane existence. Tick tock the clock again, cut the tension in the room. Even time was trying to be playful. '