In a room. filled with only darkness. a man sat alone. in a throne like chair. he waited, his eyes closed, hands still. with out a sound. almost as if he was Dead. or simply did not exsist. he waited. until it came to him. a sound that only he could hear inside his own body. the cound calling out to him. to him it was like a ticking of a clock running out of time. what do i want. he thought.. what do i need.. who will follow me.. his eyes slowly started to open and even in the the thick black he saw it. the light comming in through two large doors. his eyes watched the pin hole of light. well what it meant started to flood his mind. light, Ha