Andy now stood before a black door. A black door that bore his name. He had already come through the white room with the voice recording. It was his first time ever hearing one, the sounds harsh and almost metallic on his newly freed ears. He had also walked through the blinding white hallway, and now stood in front of the door that had his name. There were other doors as well, but he hadn't stopped to read them. This door was the one meant for him and him alone. He could feel it in his gut. This was the test the voice had told him he had to face. In truth, he was nervous, uneasy, even frightened. But, what else was there for him? Walking back out and spending his life among the lotus eaters? No thanks. He'd get bored of that kind of life long before his time ran out. And so, taking a deep breath, he opened his door, walking into the blackness.

The door closed behind him, leaving him in total darkness. Patiently, Andy waited for the lights to come on, as he knew they would. He waited. And he waited. And he waited. Now he was growing scared, feeling his heart pick up. Why weren't the lights coming back on? He was here, wasn't he? They should be on! Anxious, he took a step forwards, suddenly stopping as he felt a chill run down his spine. He... He couldn't hear his footstep. He had heard it before, walking through the empty hallway. Why couldn't he hear it now? Feeling panic well up in his chest, he stomped down on the floor, again and again and again. Nothing. Gradually, he came to a horrifying realization. He was deaf. And what was more, he was blind.

In his horror, Andy screamed and fell down, scrambling on the floor. But no vibrations came from his throat, he was mute again as well. He was deaf, dumb, and blind, left screaming silently to unhearing ears and uncaring walls. He tried blinking and rubbing his eyes, ignoring the pain that came from how hard he rubbed them. He had to see, he had to be able to see!! Sight was his only lifeline in the world! It was the only useful sense he had! It was all he had! He needed his eyes! Why weren't they working?! Why?!

Sobbing hysterically, Andy laid down on the floor, writhing in anguish. His eyes, his eyes! They might as well be gone! He couldn't see anymore! He was useless! He slammed his fists down into the floor, crying harder as they bled. It wasn't fair, God, it wasn't fair! Hadn't he lost enough?! Hadn't he had enough taken from him?! His mom, his mouth, his ears, and now his eyes!? Where would it end?! Why him?! [i]Why?![/i]

Breaking down, he curled up on the floor, accepting his fate. He couldn't fight this. How could he fight this? He was blind. He was useless. He would die like this, unable to see and hear. This stupid, horrible, lotus-eating world had given him his mouth and ears, and then had taken them away, with his eyes. He was going to die, trapped, scared, and useless. He could feel his heart slowing down, his adrenaline fading as he accepted his death.

And then, he heard it. The door opened, and the light came through again.