A short cry of pure glee came out from Paul's room. Naturally, his roommate Silvester at a small,old building which often gets called from his roommate as 'Silv', heard that abrupt noise. So, wondering about the sound, he headed to Paul's room and opened the door slowly and cautiously.
There was no one in the room. But Silv was sure about the sound he heard second before. He could bet on it if he wanted to. Suddenly, someone pinched his nose with great force. Both surprised and greatly irritated, he wildly looked around him in order to find the suspect. And that sound came out, once again, from nowhere.
Sliv was totally surprised when he looked at the way that the sound came. He was awestruck, horrified and scared at the same time. The source of the noise was invisible-well, only the skin. Paul's skin turned clear as crystal, and his veins, bones and other organs of his body was fully visible. And when Paul saw his reaction and looked down at his body, he was terrified, too. No words came out from his mouth.
After that incident, Silv started to avoid Paul. He seemed to clean out Paul from his view. So, Paul, lonely and isolated, stayed in his room for a long time. He was a prisoner of his room, and his dread for himself. Food came in daily from Silv, but there were no possibility to meet his roommate again. A month later, an agonizing smell seemed to leak from his room, and Paul was adapted to total darkness.
Then, one day, the supply of food seemed to stop, abruptly. "Silv? Are you there?" Asked Paul with a creaky, hoarse voice. There was no answer. So, after a great deal of conflict with himself, he went out from the room, squinting at the bright sunlight that came in from the window.. Silv's room was vacant. Empty. He left his roommate, and the building and moved into another house, where there were none of those half-invisible people. Paul gave out a cry of despair, hopelessness.