Val enters Php

He liked the consistency, the steady logical way out, each route told him exactly what he needed to do, to go from here to there and it was beginning to calm his anxious mind, the unreal slowly became real as he began to find his balance of how things actually worked, the madness, the swirling clouds evaporated under the heavy thud of rationality, move one piece, another and it all seemed clear cut until the blocks began to twist and turn, change shapes and forms and he found himself unable to comprehend the various forms that just appeared and it was already late in the evening when he found that he had understood not the bricks and layers, only what his eyes told him.