He slowly slid his hands on the table. While his eyes were shining in the pitch darkness of the room, he felt the other person's hair, which was silky and looked like the blue of the dark night. "What are you talking about?" he said, his voice trembling, filled with fear. The emotional charge of that moment combined with the tension in the room and spread around. The other person's lips curled slightly as he looked at you with his icy golden eyes. "I don't understand," you said, your voice echoing off the walls like a low whisper. "Oh you'll learn," he whispered, his breath touching her ears. Every flutter of that foggy, sharp breath sent shivers through her. It was just me and him in the dark room