Cyberspace war begins (Ch 3)

I heard the door slam and footsteps hurriedly coming toward the bedroom. It was Stan. He was going on about seeing some strange flickering of flight in the atmosphere as he was outside--a place where few ventured out because of the darkness. No lights worked--not even a flashlight. Our candle stock was getting low--but I thanked the Lord again that I had bought a bic lighter for the grill last month--it was still new and worked as a night light --off and on as we needed it. Good, I thought out loud, something was finally breaking loose. This darkness was unbearable. But Stan thought otherwise--there was a charge in the atmosphere that can only be described as a slow drying out pull--as though the atmosphere was sucking the life out of planet earth. He was talking fast with short stutters as though he had seen something much worse than just flickering lights. He said it was as though the atmosphere was magnetic and anything with a charge was being pulled into it. About then I felt a tug at my cheek--What is happening--a buzzing sensation and a quick jerk and it was gone! What was it? Quick, close all the windows, I screamed, with what was left of the sensation of a mouth. Then, as I suddenly felt nothing, I realized my mouth had gone numb. I tried to speak--all I could do was scream, but no sounds were coming out. . .