Up into the darkness I went. The multi story car park had one of two lifts out of order. I awaited the other. It arrived, the doors slid open and the occupants walked out...of the darkness. "That was different" one commented. Like some fool I walked in and in the gloom as the doors closed I searched for the button for my floor.
Why are we afraid of the dark?
Maybe it goes back to childhood - I am no shrink.
What I do know is that 15 second ride in that pitch black elevator was scary but exhilarating. I had put myself in a strange situation. The blackness was different from just having your eyes closed on a moon-less night. My eyes were wide open and it was as if light did not exist. There were people all around me, a mobile phone in my pocket and a lung full of air if I needed to scream but I felt alone in the middle of a large town - as if there was no one to communicate with .
Then the doors opened, I breathed a sigh of relief and exited.... into the bright sunlight.
Above is a photo taken by the Thames at Greenwich, London. The buildings are disused and b&w beckoned me. I reworked it in Photoshop to make the sky more ominous and tried to make it look a little film noir.....