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It’s 5:00 in the morning. There is no sound but that of the air vents regulating the temperature in this den. The mismatched eyes stare at a control that does not move, because it does not want to. Then a high pitched shout fills the room, followed closely by two more. Control is awake, and watching the questioning mismatched eyes. The room is still. Sliding the door open, Control allows the mismatched eyes to burst forth into the darkness. But still there is one final lock before complete freedom. As Control reaches for the opening mechanism, the mismatched eyes grow impatient and lash out at the object, scarring it with its claws. Then the door opens and Akelei is released into the world of men. No one is ready for this but it had to happen, otherwise the basement would be overrun with a foul, overwhelming stench. That is how the Akelei works. Basic needs, basic commands communicated to Control. If Akelei fails to alert Control and goes on without consent, Akelei will be controlled. In a crate. Thus the days are spent in constant repetition, all for the goal of Akelei’s independence. Control fears this day will never come. Like exponential decay, it will never reach zero. But Control’s patience is another equation, much less complex. This relationship between a controller and a pair of mismatched eyes is not a parasitic one as first glance might have you believe. Studies indicate that this is really a symbiosis, each giving the other something in return for something. Clearly the Akelei will receive sustenance and a safe lair, but what Control gains is still a mystery to science. A common theory is that Control gains some measure of happiness from this, but that theory only seems to work in some situations. Most scientists just choose to believe that the two beings were thrust upon each other and must now make the most of it. Adaptation at its finest. One by one the lights dim and are extinguished, casting the room in shadows. Control slides the door closed after calling Akelei inside. The mismatched eyes do not wish to stay in here in the dark, but give up just like every night before. Akelei gives up and seeks her position of vigilance near the entrance.