Chapter 31: Friendly Dark

This house is one of the very few in which I actually enjoy walking around in the dark after the rest of the house has gone to sleep. I think humanity has a sort of innate fear of the dark, and whether or not they admit it, most people can probably relate to the apprehension of a dark house alone, the tense expectation of a sudden face at the window. Anyone with a modicum of imagination can think of something while alone in a dark house that will make them want to step up the pace if not actually run back to the safety of their own warm and illuminated room, making sure to close the door very firmly behind. This house is just cozily darkened, like a friend, leaving you peacefully in the company of yourself and the shadows. It’s nice.