Remember how we became afraid of our shadows? We started to wonder what they were. We knew they were dark shapes made by our bodies and other objects in light, but we started to wonder what they were on a deeper level. Do you remember? We started wondering what they were - really. We wondered why they were there. We wondered what they wanted. They must want something. Everything wants something. We started to wonder what they knew about us and realised that it must be everything – always there, watching and listening. Then we realised that night time was all of the shadows merged into a singular shadow that covered the Sun. 'What power!' we exclaimed. 'They can deny us the Sun!'
We became truly fearful then, remember? We built bunkers, remember? We took to the bunkers and never left. We communicated with each other via online forums and we delivered things to each other with drones that dropped parcels into chutes. We flooded the bunkers with light at every angle so there would be no place for a shadow to reside. The light was intense and we would have become blind if we didn't start wearing the blindfolds to protect our eyes.
Then came the naysayers. They wondered what use it was having eyes if we could not use them to see and they asked what harm the shadows had ever done to us in the first place. They eventually took off their blindfolds and turned off their lights and they even left their bunkers. The fools. The bloody fools.
We never heard from them again of course. I suppose the shadows must have gotten them. God knows what the shadows did to them. Maybe the shadows swallowed them up. Maybe they got turned into shadows too. Maybe that's what happens when you die, you become a shadow and then you follow the living and make plans for their demise so you can convert them into shadows, into night, into darkness and... God, it doesn't bear thinking about.
Anyway, those of us who were wise remained in our bunkers. We have adjusted to not seeing the world lest we become blind and we see a new world now, a better world, a shadowless world, through our VR headsets. We are safe from our shadows and we will survive, unlike the naysayers. Some say they hear the naysayers moving about on the ground above us, talking and sometimes even laughing. One person said they heard them playing music and maybe dancing, but that could not be. The naysayers have surely perished and there is no such thing as ghosts. Ghosts are just fearful superstition and we left fearful superstition behind us a long time ago. Fearful superstition belongs in the past, in the darkness, with the shadows. We live in the light now, even though it blinds us and the electricity bills are fucking astronomical.
