No Light, No Light

By Draic Kin of the Balance


"Through the crowds I was crying out and

In your place there were a thousand other faces

I was disappearing in plain sight

Heaven help me, I need to make it right

You want a revelation, you wanna get right

But, it's a conversation, I just can't have tonight

You want a revelation, some kind of resolution

You want a revelation

No light, no light in your bright blue eyes

I never knew daylight could be so violent

A revelation in the light of day

You can't choose what stays and what fades away

And I'd do anything to make you stay

No light, no light, no light, tell me what you want me to say

Would you leave me if I told you what I've done?

And would you leave me if I told you what I've become?

Because it's so easy to sing it to a crowd

But it's so hard, my love, to say it to you out loud

No light, no light in your bright blue eyes

I never knew daylight could be so violent

A revelation in the light of day

You can't choose what stays and what fades away

And I'd do anything to make you stay

No light, no light, no light, tell me what you want me to say

You want a revelation, you wanna get right

But it's a conversation I just can't have tonight

You want a revelation, some kind of resolution

You want a revelation

You want a revelation, you wanna get right

But it's a conversation I just can't have tonight

You want a revelation, some kind of resolution

Tell me what you want me to say." –Florence + The Machine, No Light, No Light


Darkness surrounded him, still, but he knew he was free. Free from the Dark Place in the depths of Cauldron Lake's black waters. Alan Wake slowly made his way up to the surface. The taste of oxygen was sweet in his mouth as it filled his lungs. The air was bitterly cold as he swam to the pier, his body trembling. He collapsed, coughing and heaving violently. He could feel his body going into shock from the transition from the Dark Place to reality. The writer looked up towards the sky; it was the dead of night. Black clouds blotted out the moonlight, and a deafening roar pierced the air, a tremor shaking the ground. The Dark Presence, he thought grimly to himself. Scratch hadn't been lying to him when he'd said it was back. He shook his head and slowly rose to himself, shaking violently from the cold. He had to find some shelter and find a phone so he could contact Barry and Alice, let them know he was okay. Alice would return to Bright Falls, he knew, and he didn't want to put her in the crossfire. The Dark Presence had gotten to her once, and he didn't want that to happen again. He yearned for her presence, but he knew he couldn't be with her. Not now. Bringing her back to Bright Falls now would be selfish.

Alan struggled to rise to his feet, only to fall back down again. He could feel the Dark Presence in the atmosphere, and a cold feeling settled itself in the pit of his stomach. He knew he was vulnerable, both physically, mentally and emotionally. His time in the Dark Place had been grueling and terrifying; when he wasn't fighting for his life, he was battling for his sanity. The Dark Place was merciless and hostile to human life, and he didn't even want to consider what it'd done to Alice. She had an intense fear of the dark. Before, he had failed to understand why she feared the darkness but now, he understood. The darkness was an entity, something you could touch and feel, and you couldn't always protect yourself from it. You were never truly safe from darkness. And now, the Dark Presence was once again at large. The writer slowly rose to his feet. Despite everything, despite his trauma from being imprisoned in the Dark Place for so long, he forged onwards into the heart of the night.


When he reached town, Alan was unsettled to find it empty. Bloody, mangled bodies were scattered about, cars abandoned, others crashed and aflame. If there were survivors, there was no sign of them. He made his way into the general store. It was almost as if it were out of a scene from a dystopian blockbuster. The store was a mess, windows shattered. There was a trail of blood on the floor; he didn't even want to consider where it led to or what'd happened to the victim. He found a black hoodie resting on the cash register, and he took off his wet shirt and donned the hoodie before reaching for the phone. He found himself dialing Alice's cell phone number; he just wanted to hear her voice again. For too long, they'd been separated, torn apart by the forces of darkness. It'd been his love for her that had driven him to find a way out of the dark prison beneath Cauldron Lake. After the second ring, there was an answer.

"Hello?" Alice's voice reverberated through the line, and Alan closed his eyes, fighting back the burn of tears. "Who is this?" He remained silent, torn. She would come back to Bright Falls for him, but it was too dangerous for her. Their visit to the town had turned into a waking nightmare and reignited the eternal war between Light and Dark, and he'd come too close to losing her. He couldn't do that again. Reluctantly, he cut the connection before dialing Barry Wheeler. Barry knew about the Dark Presence, as did Sheriff Sarah Breaker. He was the only one who could help him.