It was just like any other day, besides the fact that it was slightly colder than usual for late December. I was waiting at the bus stop when it happened. The sun was shining one minute, and gone the next. Not behind a cloud, not because it was night time, but because it had run out of gas to power it. I hadn’t thought that this would happen in this millennium, but there I was, standing in the dark. It was only 4:30, a mere hour after school, so the street lights had not yet been turned, and I still had to either catch my bus, or walk for forty minutes in the dark to my house. Luckily for me, a pair of headlights glared in the horizon. My pupils dilated as it neared, and I boarded it, relieved that all was not dark. That there was still a glimmer of hope left.