In the darkness, only the television provided a slight glimmer, and even that light extinguished after a few seconds.
The living room completely became a colony of darkness.
Qian Cangyi lifted his right hand and waved it before his eyes, yet found no change—only darkness remained. Pitch black to such an extent that, logically speaking, he should feel afraid, but now a strange sense of anticipation filled his heart, an indescribable and unique feeling.
Darkness gradually changed, as if subtle differences emerged, for instance, the 'black' in the distance appeared slightly darker than the 'black' nearby. Qian Cangyi looked around his surroundings and was surprised to find that the scenery in his eyes resembled a 'negative film'. If previously objects were illuminated by the flashlight's light, then at this moment his eyes could differentiate between layers of darkness, allowing him to 'see' through these differences.
