It was a lot darker in the hallway than it was in my bedroom. The hanging bulb on the ceiling had long fizzled out, and so stubbed toes tend to be a common hazard.
Lucky for me though, I got two pairs of eyes here to keep a watch out for my every step.
Sammy's room was total silence walking past, and there was the same pitch-black everywhere under the slit of her door.
For a moment, I thought that there was no other waking soul in the house apart from the both of us. It only took till reaching the foot of the stairs before I had to perish the thought.
"My, I really should have seen this coming from you, shouldn't I?" By the luminous orange glow of candlelight, a familiar wry smile was illuminated. "Perhaps I should have asked your sister to tie you down on your bed too… maybe then you'd finally get the message."
