Kenan was so tired that he began to think he was seeing things. He'd take a bite of food and another bite would disappear. This was ridiculous. What he needed was a good night's sleep. His work was getting to him. He looked around his kitchen and there was a strange light. His blinds were closed so how could there be a light? He had to have some rest. He was sure he was imagining what was happening. But it all appeard so real. Maybe it wasn't his imagination.