"Did you forget where the light switch was or are you endeavouring to save on our carbon footprint?"
Jeez, you'd think Morphix could afford a few light bulbs.
—Duke Nukem, Duke Nukem: Manhattan Project
Whether it was day or night the king could not tell. The palace of King Tarascus seemed a shadowy, nighted place, that shunned natural illumination. The spirit of darkness and shadow hovered over it, and that spirit, Conan felt, was embodied in the stranger Xaltotun.
The Druids of his own isle of Erin had strange dark rites of worship, but nothing like this. Dark trees shut in this grim scene, lit by a single torch. Through the branches moaned an eerie night-wind. Cormac was alone among men of a strange race and he had just seen the heart of a man ripped from his still pulsing body
No natural light is allowed to shine in a temple of Set. The rays of the sun, moon and stars are never allowed to penetrate the temple walls. Dim torches flicker from brackets in the wall, and myrrh and aloe incense sweetens the air - although in some Typhonist temples, the only incense is that of decay.
—Vampire: The Masquerade - Clanbook: Setites
Just once it would be nice to fight evil somewhere nicely lit.
—Rae Higgins, Killing Floor 2
Evil grows in the dark
Where the sun, it never shines
Evil grows in cracks and holes
And lives in people's minds
Where the sun, it never shines
Evil grows in cracks and holes
And lives in people's minds
—"Where Evil Grows", The Poppy Family
