"Ahhhhhhh!" The ringing again, only both ears and louder. What is this? It's like being in an isolation tank, but no water. Wait, the isolation and the darkness --<br/><br/>What was that? Did something just brush against you? Did you just feel -- you still yourself. You listen. Nothing, but the sound of your own breathing. Just your own breathing, and --<br/><br/>Scratches. Faint, but audible.<br/><br/>If there are scratches, then that means there's a wall or a door. But where? You turn around and around, hoping that your eyes have adjusted to this dark and that you'll be able to see in it. Nothing. Dizzy, you settle yourself onto the floor with legs crossed.<br/><br/>The scratches again. Closer.  You turn your head, attempting to pinpoint the sound with your ears. And now the ringing. But it isn't tinnitus, it's an actual bell. Ringing. From your -- right? This is getting stranger and stranger.<br/><br/>The bell is getting louder. The scratches have subsided. And you hear a whisper.<br/><br/>"Who dares disturb Us?"