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I said, my voice flat. "Tanaka told you to stay in bed," he muttered, his breath hot against my ear. "I don't care what Tanaka said," I replied, my eyes fixed on the empty, dark courtyard below. "Turn the lights on." Roman let out a low growl, but he did not argue. He reached for the heavy brass switch on the wall panel. He flipped it. Instantly, three massive tactical searchlights cut through the darkness. The blinding white glare flooded the wet gravel courtyard below us, turning the mud into a gleaming silver sheet.

Holding her hand a little too tight, he couldn’t wait to grip it harder to keep it warm. The night was growing colder and the room gradually darkened. The lavender light was a bit dim, and Marilyn couldn't see the room clearly. Suddenly, the room lit up, only to reveal a yellowish light filling the entire room, scattered with stars ranging from white to golden yellow, reflecting the yellowish light, like a starry sky during the day.

Even though the lights are not on, I can feel his scary aura. "Why is it dark here in the library? Shouldn't it be bright here so you can read books?" I asked to somehow reduce the tension between the two of us. "I have a migraine so I don't turn on the light too much in here." Suddenly I heard a faint sound and immediately opened the small lampshade that was resting on top of his desk. It gave light but only a little enough to have enough light on Rock's side of the table. I can barely see his face.

The crackle of torches in black hallways. I crept through the creaking door of the library and glanced at one of the many candles dotting the room. Cold and still. The wax long dried in the darkness. I chose to ignore it. Knowing it was too early for anyone to wonder why I didn’t need the light to read. Because I see perfectly in the dark. A minor adjustment of my eyes, as I willed it. And the yellow sheen was hinted beneath the blue. Allowing me to see everything.

--- Outside. Daniel Kane lowered his rifle. His voice remained calm. "Thirty seconds." He wasn't angry. He wasn't emotional. To him... This was simply another mission. --- Elena quietly looked around the lighthouse. Her eyes stopped on the enormous lighthouse lens above them. A memory surfaced. Richard's journal. 'Even when surrounded by darkness... a lighthouse only needs one light to change everything.' She suddenly smiled. Adrian noticed immediately. "You have another plan." "I do." She looked toward Luca.

Ryan's penthouse, Writer's POV:- Ryan had just stepped inside his penthouse when he frowned at the darkness enveloping the room. He kept his bag on the top of the shoe rack beside the door and closed the door behind him. “The househelp didn't turn on the lights before leaving!?” His brows furrowed in confusion as he reached for the light switch, his other hand instinctively grabbing his phone in case of an emergency. With a flick of the switch, the room was bathed in a soft, romantic glow, revealing the hall decorated with candles, fairy lights, and flowers. Ryan's eyes widened in surprise, his heart skipping a beat at the sight.

"Are you going up?" "No. I installed a remote switch. Efficiency." He pulled a small remote from his pocket. It looked like a garage door opener. "Ready?" Cale asked. "Ready." Cale pressed the button. Click. Above them, in the glass lantern room, a light flared. It started dim, a warm yellow glow. Then it brightened. It turned white. Brilliant. Blinding. The motor whirred. The lens began to rotate. A beam of light cut through the twilight. It swept out over the ocean, hitting the waves, illuminating the whitecaps.

We both froze, holding our breath in the thick, tense silence. Suddenly, a bright, blinding beam of white light cut straight through the dark red shadows of the room. The security flashlight beam swept directly across the generator right over our heads. The circle of white light moved slowly down the side of the unit, tracking across the edge before stopping dead for an agonizing three seconds on Leo’s dark jacket sleeve.

“Wait, how does that work though?” Lila asked, turning to face the man in the corner. He wore a pitch black suit and black sunglasses, blending in the shadows well enough even without the invisibility device that had concealed him at the tea table. “Eyes work by detecting light of various wavelengths to detect colours. This device works by taking an image and providing an approximation of the background, using cameras on the inside to smooth out the image,” he explained, lifting up an umbrella looking device from behind one of the table legs that had concealed it.

Ernesta asked confusedly. Manager and Arian were as surprised as Ernesta, and they did not understand why Liam gave. Maybe because Ernesta Noah's eyes were ugly, he didn't like it. "Disadvantage, with the too strong light environment will reduce vision somewhat." Liam looked directly at Ernesta, reading out the information on her resume. “Did I read it right?” Liam asked coldly. "You read it right." Ernesta also did not want to waive. “So what? What do you mean?"