Darkness Into Light

The night was black and dreary cold breath hung in the air trapped in an unfamiliar place entirely unaware that destiny would enter in to change our well-laid plans the rein of safety, tightly held would be wrest from our hands the swiftly cooling embers of the day had lost their glow as wearied eyes gave way to sleep; becalmed our breathing low. No sooner had we closed our eyes - it struck with awesome power and it chose well to ambush at this very darkest hour But, jolted into consciousness by this unwanted guest there was no sign of what - or who - had torn us from our rest In fear, frozen - not a single sound could now be heard nothing; save the drumbeats of our hearts now fully stirred We quickly scanned the room as still the blackness stung our eyes all senses now on overload … fear factor on the rise As one, we made our way toward the safety of the door tiptoeing in bare feet on the creaking wooden floor My hand stretched out before me, trembling in the frosted air now found the door - half open how and why – I didn’t care Both blinded by the darkness, but determined to be free we crept along the landing; reaching out on bended knee Our progress now increasing as we heard a distant cry which came to a full halt – as something furry scampered by She tried hard to resist it but as fear gripped her soul a dreadful scream burst from her lungs as panic took its toll We held our breath - convinced now that our cover had been blown but as the minutes passed, it seemed our tormentor had flown This centralised our focus as we now surveyed the gloom and our eyes picked out a dim light coming from another room No thought for looking back we scrambled on toward the light - not knowing what we’d find, but we were ready for the fight … Pumping with adrenaline, we flung the door aside and screaming like two banshees now, we threw ourselves inside Our cries were met with others now – and fists began to fly our pounding hearts convinced us that we were about to die … . . . . . Too soon, the fight was over and yet, nobody lay dead not one weapon had been raised and not a drop of blood was shed As stood before us, smiling were two burly servicemen; there’d been a minor power cut – but all was well again. for Dark and Twisted2 contest sponsored by Nathan D.