Pitty Patter

..... Footsteps are heard on the other side of the dark space. They stop.
Knock Knock
..... Silence
Knock Knock
..... More silence. The light mechanical noise of door knob turning is heard
and some light reaches into the darkness from around a shadow.
......A query slinks heavily toward the end of the lighted space.
Anyone there?
..... Silence.
Anyone there?
..... The noise of an exponential number of switches being yanked swallows the darkness.

HA HA GOTCHA

..... and fades to the echo of a frantically beating heart.

WELCOME TO BLOG WORLD

..... All is big. All is bright. Except for the little dot made by the shadow.
..... All is quiet, but for a murmur.

What now?

..... Is the space growing or the spot shrinking as it crouches and gathers onto itself:

What now?
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . What now?
........................................................................................................ What now?