They loomed out at him through the dimly lit space.
Frightening looking, a fact that was only amplified by the dark music flowing in the background. The shadows floated next to them, barely visible in the haze of the room.
Slowly, he reaches for that white object, knocking it over and casting a stark, artificial glow across the room. The dark music drops, and with it the entire room begins to spin in his eyes. Half open to begin with, he lets them close heavily. The music changes equally, he feels like he is being dragged down through wet cement. A noise that is usually not so alien to him shocks him out of his trance, and again the florescent beam appears throughout the room. The lights come on. He sits up.