I had no idea how to exploit the discovery. I withdrew to one side, lay face down with my head resting on folded arms, and pretended to sleep. The light through the small window faded to sunset gold that gave way to silver moonrise. But my visual observations didn’t synch with my sense of time. I began to suspect that the source was artificial, yet controlled in movement, color, and intensity to create the appearance of natural light to any prisoner in this cell.
Before long, real sleep began to overtake me. But I snapped alert to a faint sound.
Note: See But Wait! There’s More…. for an explanation of the 100 Words project. Read the previous installment or the next one.
© 2008 Edward F. Gumnick
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