Strangeness, Magic, Writing
the house with the light burns all night. it seems to be empty: she never hears or sees anyone coming in or out of the door. she never sees anyone through the window—not even a flicker of movement. but every night the light is on and it stays on. the curtain is drawn so she has no idea of the occupants. but one day she notices that the blinds are up and the window open. she is looking onto a large bed with bright red cushions. that is the first and last she sees of the room. she hears months later that the husband had died.