The man stared down his companian. As he looked deep into the blackness of his pupils they began to shift. Something was changing. There was no explaining it but he started seeing shapes moving in silohuette. Was he looking into this mans eye's... or mearly a reflection of what was happening behind him. The images shifted again.. this time there was no doubting it... this was a reflection. turning around he saw nothing... nothing but the normal crowd of pedestrians walking the road.... but then he looked deeper... he saw souls.. they had no color... they had nothing of distinguish to tell them apart from one another. Shaking his head he turned back to his friend who had disappeared. he saw more souls floating down the street.. closing his eyes he stared at the floor.. looking up he once again saw his friend staring back at him, his eyes still showed figures in silohuette moving as if in a struggle. turning around he looked at the crowd once more and this time lookied into the eyes of every body on the street. The struggle between two figures in silohuette continued. there was no evidence of any physical brawl being fought... the man walked over to a mirror to study his own face... as his eyes began to focus on the image the mirror shattered. he saw what looked to be another world. There were no people.. there were cages on moving walkways with two figures fighitng against each other. the two figures were humanoid in shape but had no faces.. no way to differentiate one from another. They were shadows... looking around the man found that he to had changed.. he found that he also had no color to him.. and that he was looking out of a cage... and he to... was moving