The crowd drew closer, the wedges of space between them grew smaller, by atom not rather miles, they were tucked between one another, they knew not what to say nor do, they felt something indescribable, or rather something they wished not to describe.
The door to the chairman's office was still on display, the interior of the room swallowed the eyes of many, Miller sat watching the group, he chuckled slightly however his lips drew cracks and his eyelashes wished to become bars of a cell.
He stood up, he walked over, his footsteps consist each step ringing out a low melody of a long forgotten tone, he shut the door and returned seated for he had much to do.