Was there always a light there? As I peeked out my bedroom window on the ground floor, I saw a small spot of light? It was close to my basement windows.

I groaned knowing I’d have to go downstairs and turn a light off. It was already 1 am.

I took the stairs down and got to the basement entrance. Nothing. I checked the basement’s bathrooms and guest room. Nothing.

I went up to a window and stood on my tip toes. The light was there but the basement was still dark. The light was… coming from the woods?

Must have been the moonlight.

I walked back to my bedroom and went back to the window. The light was gone. Just then, I felt a heat against my neck.

The world behind me was flooded with light.