It’s dark in here.

Yeah

I can’t see.

Nope.

Could you help?

How?

A flashlight. Candles. Something.

I haven’t got any.

Nothing?

I do not.

What time is it?

Not sure. Maybe midnight. Maybe four in the morning. Put your hand to your face. Do you see it?

No. It’s too dark. I’m scared. Like when I was a child, and mom turned out the lights at bedtime. Or underneath covers at night. Trapped in a closet. I always wondered what was under the bed. Some kind of monster. A spirit. Ghosts.

Soon, there will be light. Keep believing that. Light is on the way.

Right.

The darkness will be gone. You’ll be able to see.

I hope so.

Hope is all we have.

It’s dark in here.