The whole world was black and white. I was lost in the obsidian and ivory, bands without borders. Chirping and chattering whispered into the dark. Quietly at first, but suddenly louder, they suffocated me. They filled my lungs and rang through my ears, reverberating against my skull. The voices muttered, hummed and rambled, speaking menacing things that would clear into torturous rants, and then fade in to warbling chirps. They were maddening. My hands grasped my ears, trying to force the sounds into silence. My eyes closed and I prayed. Then, without warning, they stopped. The silence, though, was worse.