Feb 13, 2019
@creationmake | Lenny
The cell is dark and quiet around Farouk, lit by harsh purple lights from the walls and the blinking lights from the halo on his head. He’s sitting cross-legged, meditating - as if lost in his own mind.
He looks up when the cell door opens - and smiles. “Ahh, yours is a face I had not expected to see today. But then again, I suppose it isn’t your face I am seeing, no? How are you enjoying my gift?”