We were enjoying my friend's dad's skybox tickets for the Wizards vs. Celtics game this weekend. Neither team seemed to want to win, and nobody in the stadium seemed to care much about the contest. Everybody was glued to the TV to see the result of the Redskins game.
And then, the door opened. Where there is usually a silhouette and a backlight, there was total darkness. A shadow crouched and emerged from the door frame; it was something much larger than the door. A smile illuminated the room like a new gibbous. It was a familiar face from Read more