Skraal walked in silence for nearly ten minutes, the dull echo of his footsteps bouncing back from the corridor walls.
Though his body moved with purpose, his thoughts spiraled deep into the concepts he had just begun to grasp.
Eventually, the mounting weight of those thoughts compelled him to stop.
He sat on the cold stone floor, legs crossed, back straight, the dim corridor around him fading from importance.
With a single breath, he summoned the Ghost Document: Behavioral Acts once again, the ethereal script floating in front of his vision like a ghostly manuscript.
And he began to read.
"I..."
"Now that I have read the document a little and walked in this place."
"New ideas and understanding emerged in my mind."
"I need to read more and understand."
"I feel like, I am in some sort of a bottleneck in terms of my Ghost Origin."
"Usually, it is not my style stop and do something else when I am focused."
Skraa sald to himself.
