A pest control device that somehow ended up here?
Or something even more elaborate: an object from a game toys– a scientific kit or a forgotten project that no longer exists in its complete form.
The more I looked at it, the more disturbing it became, simply because I couldn’t locate it.
That’s what darkness does, I understood at the time: it eliminates context. And without context, even harmless objects can seem strange, even threatening.
I stood up slowly, still holding him, feeling a strange tension in my chest. The house around me seemed quieter than before, as if the silence had intensified while my back was turned. I walked carefully down the hallway, one hand extended forward and the other clinging to the strange blue object, as if to confirm that I still didn’t understand it.
The darkness gave everything a slightly unreal appearance.
