<span style="font-style: italic">Darkness, that was all there was. The curtains concealed all light, everything was black, except for a single red light on the wall marking where the plug was. Darren looked over and stared at the red light, his eyes adjusted to the dark, he could make out the dark shape of the furniture in his room. Silence, he should have been asleep but he wasn't, he couldn't sleep. He could feel something in the room, a strange presence.... almost as if something was watching him. He couldn't close his eyes cause every time he did he could feel something getting closer. Something strange was going on. Darren thought he knew what it was.... it was a presence that had been around him all his life. He had recently learned what to call them.... Shadow People. Whether or not they were his imagination was still to be determined. But Darren was a curious individual and he wanted answers. Finally closing his eyes and casting all thoughts aside he tried to relax. </span>Darkness formed around Darren shadows formed and solidified, a hand seemed to come out of the darkness and form around Darren's neck. Darren sat straight up and looked around, there was nothing, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he had just been closer than ever with the Shadow People. What was happening? He didn't know but he wanted  answers, he would get them, no matter if people thought he was crazy. He wasn't going to live watching his back wondering if something was back there. Grabbing his phone from beside his bed he unlocked it. The screen lit up and Darren could have sworn he saw a shadow leave out of the corner of his eye.<span style="font-style: italic">Your paranoid Darren! Nothing was in your room! Get a grip!</span>Darren stared at his phone, the picture that was his background was odd and abstract. Masks falling into an ocean with the sun behind, all of it black and white. It was very Darren the picture. He smiled and flipped through the options finding the number he was looking for. Pushing the send text button he typed away.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Hey, sorry to be texting you so late but.... something odd has happened tonight. I know you take an interest in those shadow people legends so I was wondering if we could talk. How does tomorrow for lunch sound? The cafe on 2nd street sound alright?</span><br/><br/>Darren almost felt stupid doing, sending the text he laid back down. The phone flickered off entering its locked mode. Breathing deeply Darren relaxed and started to drift into sleep.