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his back. This wasn't right, what was going on?

The light was churning and pulsating as though it had a life of it's
own. He tried

to think of a plausible explanation, but as he thought through the limited
possibilities,

he immediately dismissed them. Nothing he knew of could be causing the light
to glow,

especially not at twilight, he shivered. This couldn't be happening!

Only a few seconds had passed, but it felt as though he had been
trapped in a

spook alley filled with flashing lights all night, he waited among mute
kitchen

cupboards, half expecting a ghost or even an ax wielding monster to appear
from the

shadows. Sweat was beaded on his forehead and the feeling that something bad
was

going to happen became a certainty. The light's unnatural convulsing seemed
to be an

omen. He took another step away from the light, holding his arms up in front
of his

eyes, to shield them against the twisting light. The kitchen was no longer
defined, he

could see only the fuzzy edges of the white Formica cupboards. There was a
blurry
green tint to the kitchen, as though a lens had been used to distort the
light. Michael's

eyes were tearing from the flashes.

A faint, evil chirrup began rising from the shadows behind him, and his
fear

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SandShadow © 1998
By
Suzanne Nikolaisen
deepened. He turned to locate the sound, but his eyes refused to adjust to