If you haven't started from the beginning, go back to very beginning!
Wow! Holy FIZCHHH! You've left behind the most reassuring tools ever, the LIGHTSOURCE.
Reach farther.
Snap the hand back to yourself and huddle to ground.
Wow! Holy FIZCHHH! You've left behind the most reassuring tools ever, the LIGHTSOURCE.
And now you're sitting by yourself under the table in the darkness, all cuddled up, heart racing,
hearing your own raggedly breath, as the darkness envelopes you. You're scared.
As your pupil adjust slowly, you notice a faint bit of light streaming from your window, from the streetlight so far away out there. You look around the chairs around you, and though the opening of some chair legs, begin to discern your surroundings.
And then, a creak--in the far left corner! It's probably the wood of the house settling. Keep telling yourself that. At least nothing else seems to be in the room with you. Remind yourself to clean up the room next time. The multitude of objects are casting seriously weird shadows-- kind of long, and lumpy shaped.
Is now a good time to pick up the flashlight? Quietly does it. Just in case. Your hand inches around the chair and over the table.
TBD...
Snap the hand back to yourself and huddle to ground.