I had gone blind.

I woke up scared.

I kept blinking hoping I would wake up, but I was already awake.

It felt like I was blind.

And deaf.

At night, I'm used to leaving the TV on, so, in a way, the Universe keeps spinning without me.

By next morning, the bedroom will have already witnessed horrible crimes, K1 fights, music, misleading news, moronic analyses, moronic humor, escapes from concentration camps and wars with aliens - you know, the usual stuff in our world.

But it's as if the world had stood still.

The TV was off.

It felt as if I had crossed over to the other side, where there is neither pain nor joy.

I touched my eyes, to make sure everything was fine.

I stood up.

There was a glimmer of light through the window blinds.

I was still there!

I was still alive! My game wasn't up yet!

I remember what my first wife used to say when it happened - "They left us in the dark".

Alright.

I went to the electric board, I turn on the flashlight.

The fuses are fine.

In my slippers, I waded through the snow, towards the electric board in the yard. I pushed the black button, nothing; I pushed the red button, nothing; I pushed the white button; still nothing; I started over five times; nothing.

My ankles were wet, my soles were freezing.

I went up to the first floor, there was another electric board over there, and I had another on in the basement.

I called the power company; the man on the phone told me he didn't know anything. He said they had several complaints from people in my neighborhood.

Everybody else but me had power: the neighbors across the street, the neighbors behind my house, the ones to the left and to the right. I was the only one in the dark, it's like I was from a different movie.

I light up a candle.

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