“Flap.
The sound of a book closing could only mean one thing. The old gentleman in black rose from the chair, tucking his book under his arm. After stretching his back, he pulled in his chin and started walking towards the toilet with a very upright posture. There was silence where footsteps should have been heard. When he reached the door to the toilet, it silently opened by itself and he entered, disappearing into nothingness.
The toilet door closed.”