[ The fact of electric lights in the darkness, of being able to light up a place permanently, somehow makes all of this feel more real. For a few more moments, Beth looks down at the glow from the basement. She's tempted to walk down there and see for herself - and turn the light out, it's a waste leaving it on - but it'd be too easy for him to shut the door and lock it from up here. Basements are closed-off; basements are final.
Even thinking that, though, is starting to feel crazy. He really hasn't tried anything. He's kept his distance; he hasn't tried to touch her or even really say anything creepy. But neither did Dr. Edwards, until he tricked me into killing someone.
She's still on her guard as she walks back into the living room, where she can hear someone - on TV? - talking, but she's tucked the knife into the sheath on her belt. She still stays back from him, and the knife is still easy to grab at a moment's notice, but it's not in her hand right now. ]
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Even thinking that, though, is starting to feel crazy. He really hasn't tried anything. He's kept his distance; he hasn't tried to touch her or even really say anything creepy. But neither did Dr. Edwards, until he tricked me into killing someone.
She's still on her guard as she walks back into the living room, where she can hear someone - on TV? - talking, but she's tucked the knife into the sheath on her belt. She still stays back from him, and the knife is still easy to grab at a moment's notice, but it's not in her hand right now. ]
Is that a black-and-white TV?