They say darkness is just the absence of light.
But those who suffer from Nyctophobia know better.
Because in that silence—
Where light dies and shadows stretch—
Something watches.
It doesn't breathe. It doesn't speak.
But it remembers you.
And once it knows your fear,
It never leaves.
So go ahead.
Turn off the lights.
And open these pages.
Let your eyes adjust to the black.
Just know this:
You're not alone in the dark anymore.