Wet Cold Tissue

A wet tissue. On cold metal. The tissue spreads on the surface beneath, sinking into the thin sponge hidden down below, whilst also not soaking. Black surrounds all, and there is nothing beneath the cold metal cube to hold it. It floats, though still, through the void, not moving. It seems as if it were anchored in some 3D program. Then, he comes.

He who wears no clothes, he who is warm, floating, moving through the cold black, towards the metal cube, and embraces it, mixing the boiling heat and the freezing cold together. He who feels the wet cold of the tissue on his right ear, slowly soaking, absorbing into his ear, reaching deeper and deeper. He likes it and doesn't hold back. A water drop is heard. Water drops start dripping through a hole through in the middle of the metal cube's bottom, dripping from the spongy inside, reaching what looked like a liquid surface 5 meters below, returning to the solid, invisible, transparent, inexistent state, until another one drops 5 seconds after. After 10 drops, he closes his eyes in pain, darkness in front of his eyes, and says: “My ears stopped working”. He suddenly shakes, nervously, suddenly, every 5 seconds, precisely 2.4 seconds after each water drop. After 5 drops, 3.7 seconds after the latest, he detaches from the metal cube and floats in the opposite direction through the cold black, looking scared at it.