It was already night, the light of the lamps slightly illuminated my dark room. I looked at the clock, it was just past midnight, I couldn't fall asleep, I kept waking up. I got out of bed and looked through the window, thanks to the lantern it was bright enough to see everything around me asleep.No people walking, no voices just a "freeze frame" in front of my eyes was a plot and a block of flats. In one of the windows there was a light, as I could not sleep I started to observe the window. I was curious what a person could be doing at such a late hour. It occurred to me that maybe he came back from the races, was watching a football match or a movie, or was suffering from insomnia like me. I stood as if walled up at the window and watched, seconds passed and then minutes when I saw movement in the window. At first I thought it was just my illusion, the more so because my brain was already asleep, but what I noticed was strange
I can't describe it exactly, but I could see the darkness consuming the light, as if they were caked in a dark slurry. I watched as minute by minute it got darker and darker there, until after a long while all I could see was a searing darkness. I was curious because I had never noticed such a phenomenon anywhere, and here it looked like something taken out of a sci-fi book. I watched it for a while, but nothing happened. It was one o'clock in the morning when I went to bed. I kept thinking about the window, how the darkness in the bright room was changing from one second to the next into total darkness. What force must have been there? What did I really see. I could not sleep. I got up and once again looked through the window. The light was not on and it was the darkest place in the whole block. I wanted to get dressed, go out, see what was going on there, but my cowardice won and I didn't go out. I kept watching the window. I thought about calling the police, but what would I tell them? That I saw the window go black hmm they would think I was crazy. I waited for something to happen. Second by second I watched what might happen, but again nothing but darkness. A few hours passed and it started to get lighter outside. But the window was still dark, as if someone had painted it from the inside
I decided to ignore it completely and go back to my daily routine. I got dressed and went to the store. It was 7:30 a.m. when I saw an ambulance and the police coming to the apartment building where the window had blackened. When I returned I found out that a person had committed suicide. It's a strange feeling seeing the world go blacker when someone passes away. You look at this heartbreaking darkness. In the evening when I can't sleep again I notice that my room is dark, too dark, I try to open the window but the darkness doesn't let me, I'm afraid it's getting me.
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