THE SHADOW

Kurt Jackson flipped the switch on his new desk light. It was aimed right at him, and the light from the bulb pierced his eyes with the fierceness of a small sun. His body blocked the strong beam, projecting his shadow on the back wall of his small office. He quickly adjusted the light downward so that it illuminated the fading white letters on his keyboard. In that instance, his shadow, unseen, escaped from his body and vanished from the room.