Auxil stood at the doorstep. ‘What does it mean Ascendant?’ ‘It means that your doom awaits you, Sir Lullaby. You surely don’t want to get imprisoned for these charges.’ I eyed the photographs in his hands. They showed him and Cooper. Cooper is the representative of the Sociologists Union. If Auxil Lullaby agreed with him, the only resort of the people would lie in the despised Cooper’s hands. He carried the responsibility of several hundred ballets. And with Cooper, if he agreed, there would come a much awaited doom. ‘What do you want?’ ‘I want to know.’ ‘What?’ ‘Who the