[ WP ] Your shadow has turned against you

I ’ ve sat in my room for two days ever since it disappeared for the first time. 
 
 This was my life now, eating, showering and sleeping in my room in the darkness, although the last task was not worth mentioning since I did that in the darkness already, but such is my life now. I feel vaguely demented at this point, few more weeks of this and I ’ d probably end up in a mental hospital. Although my cell would probably have to be pitch black as well. 
 
 I stuck the thickest blankets I could find to the window, securing them tightly with an overkill amount of duck tape. The door was securely swaddled with an extra mattress I had lying around, I jammed the my coffee table that I ’ d rested on its side against the door and held this mess of a barricade with other furniture and bibs and bobs I had scavenged across the apartment. I was amazed I was able to accomplish this task without my sight, just fumbling around in the dark. I picked up bumps and bruises all over my body in the last couple of days just stumbling and bumping into furniture. My little toe hitting the leg of the couch was agonizing, fracturing my toe. 
 
 So far I ’ d managed to secure the living room and bathroom in the darkness; it was too dangerous to go into the bedroom in the daylight, I would have to wait till dark and hope that none of my neighbors had their lights on. I knew that the streetlight opposite my apartment was in a need of fixing for several months now; I was really hoping that the local municipality didn ’ t decide that today was the day to fix the streetlights in the area. 
 
 I waited well after midnight to launch operation “ Secure the sleep zone. ” I carefully removed all the duck tape I ’ d stuck to the bedroom door and removed the bed sheets I had plastered against it. Once I was satisfied that the room was completely dark by peeking through the door knob, I cracked the door open ever so slightly. With clothes, blankets and with the little remaining duck tape I had left entered the room gingerly. 
 
 Almost immediately my plan went south fast. One of my neighbors across the street had flicked on the light to their kitchen. A tiny slither of light hit me, I knew that was enough. Quickly scanning behind me in the direction that my shadow would fall I noticed that I wasn ’ t casting a shadow. I then knew that he was here, and I was doomed. 
 
 I heard his obnoxious laugh scream through my body. I froze in my place, dropping everything I was holding in my hand. A swift unseen punch to my kidney knocked me to the floor. He formed out of dark gas into a silhouette of me, my shadow. 
 
 “ You don ’ t get it do you? ” he said. 
 
 “ What…? What do you want from me? ” 
 
 “ You can ’ t outrun your shadow ”. He laughed as he smacked my head with a pummeling blow, knocking me unconscious. 
 
 
 
 

