The light lit the street quite badly. It was old and yellow and barely made it’s way to the opposite side of the road. I stood beneath it, breathing heavily. I looked around me, trying to blink away the salt water that was stinging my eyes. I couldn’t see any other lights on. I listened carefully. I couldn’t hear anything. I strained my ears, searching for those sounds that were lying just below the sound of the wind. Still nothing. I wondered if I’d lost them. I wondered if it were even a “them” or just an “it”. I wondered if pronouns even applied. Home was still a few streets away. This lamppost was the only nearby source of light I knew of. If I were going to make it home, it’d have to be in darkness. They were faster in the dark. I checked my watch. It was at least a couple of hours till daylight. I couldn’t stay under this light forever. I willed myself to breathe more slowly and I rubbed my eyes. I set myself up to run again. The light began to flicker. That’s when I heard it. They were behind me and they were waiting. The light went out.
-Alice