He the Dark Man…

Suddenly out of nowhere, he appears, he, the dark man looms upon the scene, not dark of color, but of nature. As if a ominous cloud or shady vail surrounds or separates him from everything else. Like a giant shadow with a deep low voice, it booms out like a wild beast angry about to pounce upon a prey, “TURN THE LIGHTS ON!” He says, without any delay, I, automatically flip the switch to that demanding command. And, there upon all the walls covered with reflective mirrors, ‘ME’ looking myself,” So dark, oh, I’ve become!” shouts me as the clouds rain on everything else but ME, the Dark Man!