The consciousness felt the change in its surroundings which began to feed it. To gain strength to open its eyes, to see its sanctuary ripped apart by several creatures. It did not care too much then, merely observing them as the sun had sunk lower and lower over the rooftops.Â<br/><br/>As darkness began to engulf the neighbourhood, it felt a small spark of anger as the intruders seemed to have made its sanctuary their shelter. It shifted from its position, the roof, and slid down onto the ground. There was a solid Â wooden panel nearby, which the creatures also seemed to be capable of using, which it ignored completely. It looked around for a entrance, and climbed up to the second floor. There was an opening into the house from where it stopped, but there seemed to be some sort of invisible field which prevented it from entering. It snarled silently, and struck the field, which shattered with a soft tinkling sound. It slipped in, its feet crushing the shattered field as it entered. It threw out its presence, trying to determine where the intruders were and turned to face the bed where one of them lay. It walked over to the white panel at the opposite side of the room and opened it, feeling the mechanism click as it twisted the knob.Â<br/><br/>To speed up its search, Seven split itself into smaller consciousnesses, which strained it to near the point where it could hardly move. Even as the Pieces shifted all over the house, the sun began to rise and it felt a strong urge to rest.Â<br/><br/>The first and second Piece lodged themselves in the kitchen, namely the spoon and the scissors.Â<br/><br/>The third Piece embedded itself into the reflective surface of the mirror.Â<br/><br/>The fourth Piece's motion halted. beneath the bed of the largest room, with the fifth freezing within the sofa as the sun's rays enter the house.Â<br/><br/>The sixth Piece wove itself into a cool place, surrounded by consumables and the seventh Piece sealed itself in one of the bathrooms.Â