Dark out
The sun was gone, and the world was benighted quicker than I thought. The strange part about it all was the fact that there were no lights. No streetlights. No house lights. It ... everything was just dark, extremely dark. Such that my blind eyes, and even my artificial pair of lenses could not fear well against the dusk.
I felt like a bat. Except ... a bat could see in the dark. It was stupid of me to think such. I didn't have echolocation either — but I sure wish I did. Because the creature at my shoulder—like an incarnated manifestation of annoyance—irritated me excessively and I couldn't silence it. I couldn't silence it in that I didn't want to make a sound from my mouth. So, of course, the echolocation would have come in handy.
Making sounds from my mouth was not what I wanted. Because that would draw attention. Attention from the men lurking in the darkness. I couldn't have been any more paranoid when it came to breaking the first rule we've established.