or, It Was A Dark And Stormy Night
My sense of unease increased as I approached the crumbling portico.
A single flame guttered from a cobwebbed lantern. I glanced behind at my demonically dancing shadow.
I knocked, the sound echoing like cannon-fire. Footsteps approached from within.
The door creaked open, light flooded out. Too bright. I turned away to see that same dancing shadow.
A spectral figure spoke. “Yes?”
This was it. Time to meet my destiny.
“Have you considered double-glazing?”
My entry in the October 2022 75 Word Story Challenge at SFFChronicles
Theme: Light and/or Dark
Genre: Gothic
M. Robert Gibson 