Disturbia

The suburb wasn't a place. It was a circuit. And Elias was the surge that had to be grounded.

Elias sat by his window, the blue light of his monitor casting a ghostly pallor over his face. Outside, the cul-de-sac was a perfect loop of manicured lawns and motion-sensor floodlights. It was a neighborhood designed for safety, yet Elias had never felt more hunted. Disturbia

The motion-sensor light outside clicked off, plunging the world into a perfect, silent dark. The suburb wasn't a place