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​He looked up at the dimly lit, still flickering light, hanging barely onto the metal strut. Green rusted sides showed signs of age, yet it was well kept. The paint was definitely chipping, however, that didn't detract from the light and its glory, nor the halo it seemed to produce around its head.

​Something about the light, the way it shone, drew the young man's attention and he was beside himself in trying to understand why he simply couldn't take his eyes off the light.

He stared intently, as though one was trying to make out a soul from an inanimate object.

Surely, this light, is just another light?