Letting out a sigh of slight exhaustion, you fiddled with the door knob before twisting it, and pushing large piece of wood open. Instantly, a frown etched itself onto your face when you realized that the entire interior was submerged in pure darkness. None of the lights were turned on, and nothing, inside, was visible. Within yourself, you had immediately begun to panic, your heart beginning to race as an onrush of extremely negative thoughts, in relation to the potential worst case scenario, moved to plague you. You gulped as your mind hastily drifted off to the image of your husband, Brian, and the accompanying mental question that would suggest a query as to whether or not was okay, still in one piece. You had left, approximately three hours ago, having been invited by a close friend to set out on a spectacular shopping spree - predominantly due to the fact that today was your birthday. So naturally, when you had agreed to your friend's proposal, you had not anticipated that you would return to a house that may as well have been the child of darkness, especially since you had last seen your beloved in the house, just before you had actually vacated the premises.
