The disappearance of the flame that fueled the light of the oil lamp plunged everything into darkness.
"Wha..." Heisenberg was quick to stifle the cry that was about to come out of his mouth.
Ricardo's expression paled. Both Heisenberg and Ricardo were spooked by this sudden change. Calvin's arm remained hanging in mid-air and a frown was plastered across his face as he whispered, "What the hell was that? Why did the light suddenly disappear?"
"That's what we want to know too!" Ricardo couldn't help but comment.
There was no wind, and even though the oil lamp was hung directly over the door. It was high enough that anyone would notice if someone was about to close its gas valve and extinguish the flames. The group swept their gaze across the other houses and discovered that the fire in the oil lamps hanging over their doors was still alive. Strangely enough, they were swinging in the air even though there was still no wind.
