When I was walking home at night, it was dark, but I knew that there was no such thing as dark, that darkness was only the absence of light.
I knew there was someone following me, but every time I turned around, no one was there.
When I was walking home at night, it was dark, but I knew that there was no such thing as dark, that darkness was only the absence of light.
I knew there was someone following me, but every time I turned around, no one was there.