"Robyn! Come in here!"
"What have I told you about leaving lights on in the house? You know whenever you leave a room you turn the light off."
"But it wasn't me daddy, I swear. It was the Scary Man."
This should be interesting. Robyn always had an active imagination; ever since she used to pull practical jokes on her toys and invisible friends, I noticed how well she could handle her creativity.
It was only until recently that she used this to get out of trouble.
"The Scary Man can only get us when a room is dark, daddy. But light doesn't hurt him. It's just that he can't grab us and take us when lights are on."
"So you admit to leaving the light on, then? You did it to be safe? From this Scary Man?"
"No, I didn't do it. It was Him! That's his trick! Whenever we leave a room and turn off the lights, He reaches around and turns them back on.
We look at the bright room and get confused because we thought we turned the lights off. When we go back to turn the switch off again, He is ready for us.
As soon as the light is off he is right in front of our faces and that's when he grabs us. The Scary Man can only take us away if we turn off a light that He turned back on."
Before I began my speech about the electric bill, I stopped. I put down my book and sat up on the couch. I didn't realize until now that every light in the house was on.