Moribund The Shadow Thing made his way, slithering from shadow to shadow among the clowns in the little room. Their bawdiness was quieted by moonlight to blues and blacks. This was his realm. He grinned.
Closer to the sleeping child he crept. The foolish clowns held their breath, waiting for the scream to shatter the night. He leaned closer…
Light exploded into the room. Gaudy colors shrieked through his brain and then all went dark. Blinded.
“Herp, for Pete’s sake!” he hissed at the clueless dwarf.
“But I turned it off!”
The clowns laughed harder and Herp ran.
The above is my entry for the 100-Word-Challenge. The prompt this week was “…but I turned it off…”
To see other entries, and more installments of this saga, go here.