The flash was short-lived…intense, but brief. It
came from nowhere, and left just as mysteriously.
Darius sat up quickly in his bed, as if awakened by
a vivid dream. Little Michael remained fast asleep, completely
oblivious to the event. The room was completely dark again. Darius
rubbed his eyes just a little, then looked around the room as if he
thought something might be missing. He thought to himself, Was I
dreaming, or did the room just light up?
His young, bright eyes, along with the rest of his
innocent face, began to take on a subtle smile. It was as if he knew
the source of this light and the meaning of that event.