Chapter Thirty Seven

He walked over to the window that overlooked the back yard. It wasn't all that big, a small flower garden in one corner, a couple small trees placed so that when they got bigger, they'd provide some shade for the house. But it was nice. He loved to look at the countryside as the sun went down. It was his favorite time of the day. With his enhanced vision, the colors were so much more vibrant and rich. Especially the reds and oranges, they rippled and shone so bright in his eyes. Green leaves tended to look a little white because his vision was so sensitive to the red end of the spectrum, but he didn't mind. He simply loved the sunset.

A small flash on top of a hill caught his eye. Without warning, the window in front of him exploded, the glass shards hitting him in the face. He yelped and ducked under the window sash. His eyes had survived intact this time. He could feel some minor cuts, but none seemed too serious. He slowly scooted back away from the window and crawled into the hal