"Put out the light, and then put out the light." -Othello We fear the dark. Or do we? Is it the dark that we fear, or what might be hiding in it? Or do we love it, because we can conceal ourselves? Maybe, this time, we should fear the dark itself. Or maybe, welcome its embrace. For this challenge, you are the dark. You are the absence of light. Are you tangible, or ethereal? Are you malevolent, or are you benign? Do people run to you, or from you? Are you banished or welcomed? Who, or what, do you conceal within your depths?