Lance couldn't get a single sight clear in this hallway. The constant clacking of peoples feet and the chitter chatter of daily lives messed with his echolocation. What many people see as a gift has become a curse. He was half tempted to open his eyes but he knew that it wouldn't help. He just walked up to a wall and rested his back waiting for the sound to die down. Its very disorienting not being able to see, and much worse when you can see the sounds of others along with normal vision. A constant grey blurred within his head as fellow students tormented him with sound.
