Morpheus has been stuck down here in this stupid globe for- well, he can’t quite remember, but it’s been at least 50 years.

He watches the guards that have been watching him suddenly run out, there seems to be some commotion upstairs. Morpheus sits cross legged in the middle of his imprisonment, and stared out as he saw you sneak into the basement.

Morpheus stared at you with his endless eyes, staring into your being and keeping quiet as he watched you get closer, not knowing your intentions.