`Understand that–`
`Oh, shut the fuck up!!` bellowed Midas, having had enough of the empty words that were being said. Midas felt they were empty because their answers lay in the realm of Wisdom, and that meant that they had no answers, because there was no such thing as objective wisdom.
Midas noticed that ever since he had shouted the Ghost had kept quiet and wondered why the hell it was quiet.
What was it waiting for? Could it be…
`I know now that you know nothing,` said the Ghost and Midas, testing out his hypothesis, pulled out all the stops.
`Is that also not something I know? If I know nothing, is that also not something?` said Midas and in the next moment, he saw the craziest thing.
*Bang!*
Instead of feeling the same bang inside himself, Midas saw it happen to the Ghost as it flew back, half its face exploding into purple fragments that floated and dissipated into the air.
