Talk:Afterglow/@comment-44610077-20191229035538

One time when I was 11 I was up in the middle of the night, and my dad left the tv on to help him sleep. The tv was big enough and bright enough to leave a grayish glow throughout the house. There was the nice banter of Fox News anchors arguing with each other that would eventually turn off every night to save power. When the tv turned off, I tried to find out if it was morning, or midnight, or whatever. I didn’t have a cell phone yet, so I looked outside. What I saw scared the motherloving sh*t out of me. The outside world looked alien, with a purplish sky, and all the trees looked a sickly grey. There was no moon, yet everything was oddly bright. After being scared out of my mind, I tried to go to sleep and proceeded to have two nightmares. The first about a giant fly that tried to kill me, and the second about a teenage cyclops eating me alive (they were nightmares, okay?). I have never had a nightmare since that night, and I have never seen the outside world look like that at night. The only weird thing about that night was, when the Fox News discussions cut off, the flow was still there. That has never happened ever again.