Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Inside a dimly lit room, a silhouette could be seen moving. The unstable light from the television screen illuminated the room, producing dark and bright moments.
Though the room appeared rather vacant, it was lively nonetheless.
A telephone ring could also be heard along with the buzzing sound from the television.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
The silhouette crept through the wall, expanding and diminishing at certain intervals. From its movement, it was clear that it was headed somewhere.
Perhaps, it was headed to the ringing telephone.
After creeping for a while, it came to a sudden halt. On the turquoise wall, it stood firm almost as if hesitating to move.
The silhouette belonged to Eric.
Scrutinizing his eyes, Eric stood before the vintage telephone. Though he owned smartphones, he was particularly fond of telephones.
