The Prompt: The lights go off as the pastor is beginning his sermon. What happens?
A few women shrieked, and a couple of men exclaimed, "What's going on?"
Pastor Reynolds laughed for a minute. "Well, I guess God wanted us to have some mood setting for tonight's sermon. Don't panic, everyone. I'm sure we can get this worked out in no time. It's probably just a short circuit or something. Is our electrician here?"
"I'm here, pastor!" he called from the center of the pews. "I'm going to look at it right now." He managed to weasel his way down the pew with only stepping on two toes. Then he pulled out a flashlight he had handy to guide his way to the fuse box outside.
A few people were using their phones as flashlights and discussing the oddities of the experience. Esther, the woman who had recently celebrated her 72nd birthday, was telling the man seated next to him how something like this happened to her when she was a girl at a church service during a terrible storm and that they had to light candles. She continued by saying that the night sky was clear, so that couldn't be the problem. She mused aloud whether Pastor Reynolds would have enough candles to light the way.
Jim was at the fuse box now. He found what the problem was after a brief inspection. He flipped a few switches and saw a bright light peek out from the window over his head and cast his shadow on the glass. He was about to go back inside when he saw to shadows ahead of him run off towards the parking lot.
Rather than shout, Jim quietly followed them. He cautiously shined his flashlight over the cars. The light reflected off their metal sides and blinded him, but he was able to catch a glimpse of two dark-colored heads duck behind a red car. Jim increased his steps as he went to follow them. Before he caught up however, the car started and drove away. It was a car he'd never seen before. His flashlight revealed the license started "XG7." Jim shook his head. There was no way the fuses tripped by themselves. They had help. He wasn't sure who those people were, but he hoped that was the last he'd see of them.
But will it be? You'll have to keep reading and perhaps, just maybe, they'll pop up again.
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