BaX took a right at the intersection, travelling into another dark hallway, whistling his tune that began like hello and ended like goodbye until his eye came upon a fine sight, a doe girl, broken glass in front of her and a glass door on the opposite wall behind her, the doe girl seemed to be staring at her hand, BaX stomped his foot against the ground, halting his whistling and trying to get her attention, unaware of her deafness.