The Reflect

Flash.

Flick.

Flash.

Flick.

The light continued to change, as I aimlessly clicked at it's switch.
I eventually paused, leaving it off, before walking back to watch a film on the Tv.
The pale kitchen room was darkened, with the seating area casting shadows across any light of the slightest.
The streetlight just outside the house flickered, originally in beat with the house switch, ultimately making me realise my goal in pressing it continuously.
I stretched back in the grey, velvet seat, before turning to look out the window to my left side.
Against my sleepy hopes, the nightmare had returned.