Mr. Fowl was taking a stroll through the manor. He calmly walked down the bland hallway. They really should hang some paintings here. The hall would look so much brighter.
Wait. Mr. Fowl backtracked several steps. "Artemis…I can see you…"
"What! I tried so hard to blend in with this wall. How did you possibly know!?" Artemis stepped away from the wall, throwing his bed sheet to the ground. He had worked on the technique all night, learning to stifle all his movement, making sure there were no wrinkles in the sheet as he stood next to the wall.
" Hmm…it could be the fact the actual wall is blue…and…your bed sheet is dark red…"
"Argh! How did I not realize this!?"