Sounds, the quieter the room the louder it gets.

A chair squeaks, paper gets rustled a page turns. In this room those sounds seem amplified. I turn the page very quietly, I pride myself on my quietness. Why I could walk right behind you, you would not know until I whispered in your ear, yes even in this room.

Years ago guys in school called me dim and dim is what I became, not invisible just dim. I blend in to my surroundings almost to the point of invisibility.

This room has eyes, they don't know I know. Sometimes I go dim and watch the watchers.

Subject 57 has not moved in over 15 hours. We are now very worried about his sanity. Our research team has decided to end this deep space simulation and ease him out of whatever delirium has him in its grip.

Subject 57 is not responding and will be held in observation. Scrawled all over his simulation capsule is the word silence over and over and I see you watching me.