As he watched, the energy chunk was changing its mass. From a piece of random, shapeless lump, it was slowly creating something out of itself.
Still in his mindless state, Angor silently waited for it to finish. By now, he had enough reasons to believe that the Alien Eye had its own consciousness or even intelligence. Whatever it was, he would patiently wait for it to unfold.
He quite enjoyed such an unmindful and incurious state as it helped him think clearer than ever. If he were to work right now, he would be capable of truly focusing while erasing all unnecessary thoughts from his head.
For example, when he sensed the strange energy giving birth to a small fraction of a larger shape, he immediately foretold that it was the frame of a door.
The energy wanted him to see it.
"Am I supposed to study this 'door'? Should I open it?"