"Who are you?" I asked slowly. "I don't know." He answered calmly. He was a strange one - no bangles, no earrings, not even a bracelet. It was so weird so see one of us without any decorations. He looked so... plain. My ear flicked as pens clicked annoyingly. That sound had been the center of my life for the past seven months. I missed the buzzing of fireflies in my ears at night. It was gentle and calm. Not anything like this strange, artificial life I had seen nothing but ever since I was captured. "So..." He began. "What now?"