The rhythmic sound reverberated round the eerily silent office as a knock came through the door. That was the only sound in the room, other than the small pendulum model on his desk which swung in the air, hitting the others and causing the last bob to swing in the air before again hitting the mediators, the cycle repeating itself.
The lone figure sat behind the huge black desk in his signature outfit; clad in black, excluding the white T-shirt underneath his tie as his eyes remained glued to the picture sitting idly on his desk.
His face was shrouded in the darkness hovering around the office, leaving his chocolate brown eyes to glint devilishly in the blackness. His hands were placed together as his fingers formed a mini hill, his stance completely rigid as he kept his eyes trained on the picture.
The sound came again as the person on the other side awaited the order to come in but was only met with the silence.