A candle, shining through the dreaded darkness. Every once in awhile the windows rattled, against the breeze, stirring the flame of the candle too. Yet it still flickered. It was a constant force in this dreaded darkness. It was more powerful then a pen or a sword. It could sto p monsters from spawning. A sword could kill them suffering damage. A candle could stop them in their tracks and make them never exist. A pen could probably stab them in the eye with an accompanied echo of a quite audible "SSsssss" A flash of lightning suddenly came and went. It crashed through the ceiling of stone vaporizing it. It glanced at the room with the candle, and went straight toward it. As it went closer, suddenly, a men known as Steve came into the room. The lightning considered for a moment wether or not if it was wise to attack now and decided that it was fine. It flashed into the candles light making it burn. The man known as Steve collapsed onto the floor. The soul of Steve ,however, was quite fine in the candle....