When It Gets Dark Novels & Stories

Arkham (Two weeks later) Darkness…nothing else.... No matter where I look, just complete and utter darkness! The sound of my racing heart, that’s all I can hear or sense. That, and these immense feelings raging inside… My eyes shoot open to the darkness in my room, only the bright light of the moon peeking through my window. I look at the time… 03:00am... Fucking great! Witching hour… every fucking night! I get up and open the window. I need some fresh air!

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Without the light from the front of the bike and no more sun, the moon not up, and no stars overhead, she had no idea what the hell he was talking about. “Do you see that wall of darkness over there that looks different than the rest of the darkness? Trees have leaves that are different shades of dark. They have openings between them that let in some light. There’s a wall of darkness over there that might be the cabin we’ve been looking for.”

Three Years Later On a pitch-black night, thunder rolled across the New York City skyline, accompanied by streaks of silver lightning tearing through the gloomy clouds. Rain poured heavily, soaking the nearly deserted streets. Annabelle, with one hand gripping her worn umbrella and the other clutching her faded handbag, hurried through the storm. The moon peeked now and then through the dense clouds, providing the dimmest glow to guide her path. Streetlights flickered unreliably, casting eerie shadows that danced on the wet pavement.

The phone model is probably as old as him. The light from the phone’s screen floats like a lonely firefly in the endless expanse of darkness. Because Woodland Vista is in the hills, when it goes dark, it goes pitch-black. To make matters worse, the moon is a no-show tonight. The night jogger sees in powerless Woodland Vista the visual equivalent of the local idiom “engulfed by heaven and earth”.

And you have no idea what's coming if you find tonight unpleasant. The room fell quiet. The power outage then occurred. We were enveloped completely by darkness. And I realized—we were n ot alone ourselves.

Suddenly, the entire room goes dark. By dark, I don’t mean the kind of darkness you’ll get when you turn off all the lights. It’s the kind of darkness that you’d get when all the lights in the world would get turned off. It’s a complete pitch black, thick and opaque and would have been impossible to achieve given that the sun is starting to shine outside and fill the entire room with light. But it did happen. It is happening. The world around me is submerged in black I fumble around to touch either August or Anais—just an anchor that would keep me pinned in reality—and assure myself that I’m not alone, but my hand comes into contact with nothing, not even the wall.

One of them was the ability to see perfectly in the dark. Most of the inhabitants of the estate were already asleep, since dark energy is best restored in a dream at night, so we did not meet anyone on the way here. I took off my shoes and walked barefoot on the soft lawn, stretching my hands, this ritual usually helped me tune in the right way. With or without darkness? I asked Venus. "To the full," she rasped, and got into her favorite fighting position.

She wrote me back and said it would be closer to 10 that she would get there, so I just needed to be patient for another 20 minutes. I took off my clothes and left them all right in one spot, so it would be easy to find them later. I went ahead and turned the lights off, getting used to the dark. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard the click in the door. My heart immediately started racing and I thought I was going to jump out of my skin. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I said, calm and even trying not to sound too antsy. “I guess so,” I heard her beautiful voice in the dark.

I would let the darkness take me and be the nothing that I was. I made it across the parking lot to the street corner. Another look around showed the streets empty of cars, of people, of all life. How could it be this empty? It was only midnight. Didn't anyone go out at night at all? Why was our store open so late if no one came out this way anyway?