Darkness

When the girl returned home from school at six o'clock in the evening, none of her family was to be found in her house. She walked through the front door and when she gently closed it behind her, the hustle and bustle from the outside world at rush hour was silenced, and the air was still. The room was dim, and hung with the felling absence and alienation. The girl thought that she might have heard something move in the room, but she figured that it was merely her imagination dancing in the midst of the extreme quiet. She warily proceeded across the room and searched through the murkiness for the thing that would defeat the cold and dark being lurking in atmosphere. Her fingers trembled as they crept across the shadowed walls; searching for the one weapon that she had against the presence masking the room. When she finally found it, she immediately put it into use, so that the space was suddenly flooded with light and warmth. At that moment, her feeling of fear and loneliness was stifled by the new, dominant company deluging into the room.