A moment of darkness

There has been a power cut. It is entirely dark all around. This is the sort of time when my mind is filled with foreboding, especially when I am alone in the entire house. Even the tiniest sounds make me jump. The flapping of a bird's wings makes me imagine about a dark and looming creature. My eyes play tricks with me. I wonder, 'was that a shadow that passed by my side? Did someone move in my room?'

I say to myself that it is only the result of fear of darkness mingled with irrational paranoia. But this moment, this long stretch of darkness is true.

I steal a glance at the locked door, hoping that I won't see it ajar. My heart palpitates slightly. I know that when the light comes back, all this would seem like a stupid joke. But in this moment, dense darkness surrounds me like a choking cloud of dust.

It takes a while before my eyes get adjusted to the dark. It is then that I realize that it was not dark here. I was too blind to see the light.