Late Night Miracle

Every time I try to stay awake late into the night, something bizarre occurs. Tonight I hid in a library until every hunched-over librarian had left and then sat before the great windows writing something I imagined to be full of fantasy. When my mind began hallucinating, I heard keys in the door. A small man walked in behind me and flipped on the lights. “Excuse me,” he said, and walked around in front of me. He had a tube strapped to his back and he began to vacuum the corners of the window. After thirty seconds, he disappeared.