Kahlil watches the same scene play out, but the details are washed away, all the contrast that normally plays between light and dark have been toned down, painted instead in shades of gray. All sound vanishes, he cannot hear the merchant's footsteps as he watches the man's form move past where Wilhelm had hidden.

Kahlil follows, expecting that the boy is doing the same, until the object in the merchant's hands is unceremoniously discarded.

He waits, watching as the merchant turns around and heads back the way he came. Waits a minute or so longer, and then tears open an exit back to reality next to the drum. There's a rush of cold air that follows him as the tear closes up again, and for a brief second his breath mists.

Kahlil wants to look at the discarded item, but he leaves that for Wilhelm, waiting for the boy to reappear and claim the prize.