From Darkness, A Light is the fifth of ten short stories published by writer and filmmaker Christopher J. Aran in his book entitled, Awake While Dreaming.
The innocence of youth unknowingly wanders into a a corrupt home.
From Darkness, A Light
I remember the first time I walked into town. Anything before that was dark. I was hungry and I saw smoke so I followed it. The first house I saw was yellow and it was nice. Something in the air smelled good and I hoped the people were nice and they would share with me. I didn’t know how long I’d walked but I knew for certain I was hungry.
I got to the door and it was closed so I knocked. I could hear sounds inside. They came closer and I knocked again just to be sure. A moment of silence and the door opened. A young girl stood in front of me. She didn’t say anything. She just stared. I asked her about the smell and she stepped aside. I took it as an invitation so I stepped in. Inside the house it was dark but the sun came through the windows in shafts of light. I walked past her and the light touched my face. It felt good inside this dark old house. I looked at the girl. The light touched her too but it was different. It seemed to dance on her face. She smiled at me and I couldn’t help but smile back. I heard a woman shout, then a man. The girl quickly became upset, looked at me one last time then ran. I looked towards the shouting and didn’t notice where she went but I could only guess it was away from what was coming.
The woman came first. She practically flew down the stairs and almost missed me in the dark. I took another step forward into the light so she could see my face. I’d hoped to ask about the delicious smell. The woman stopped dead in her tracks. And I mean dead. One moment she was coming down the stairs, the next she looked right at me then died …