((Unfortunately, I fall under that category as well- traveling, might not make another stop 'till midday. Will post then if able.))

That was fortunate, although the other man didn't seem to think so. But other people's opinions didn't really matter at the moment. Recluse was most certainly not religious- having a leftist, atheist, newspaper editor father had colored his opinions a little. Of course his father probably would disagree with just about everything his son thought by this point. If he hadn't been shot seven decades before, of course.

The light from down the stairs made him turn to look at its source, instantly regretting the action. Even at this range the glare from the flashlight made him let out a small snarl and shield his eyes.

He pushed past the reporter and up the stairs- anything to get away from those damn lights.