Amy padded up to the lamp at her bedside, savoring the cozy embrace of her pajamas as her feet whispered across the carpet. She stepped into the pool of golden light, eyes relaxing in the warm glow that illuminated the covers and headboard, while the rest of the world faded into muted tones and soft shadows. This was the moment she had fought through the week to experience – the moment she could reach inside the shade, turn the little knob until it went “click”, and shut it all off. Darkness would embrace her, a void whose comforts were known only to those who had already slain every monster that might be lurking out of sight. Then, she would tuck beneath the sheets, and let the bed envelop her as it stole her consciousness away. After a crisis at work had kept her out of this sanctuary for far too many nights in a row, there was little else she wanted.