No matter how bright the sunshine, I could feel the darkness pressing close.

The darkness pressed in on all sides, thick as velvet.

The three of them stood alone in the welcome glow, the darkness pressing at their backs.

She looked around at the darkness pressing in on their well-hidden camp.

But the darkness pressed heavier and more stifling than ever.

The darkness and the silence pressed in around us.

The rest of them waited with the darkness pressing in all around them.

I was like every other human who had ever huddled around the fire because they could feel the darkness pressing around them.

The darkness pressing in on all sides, the concrete cold and rough against her bare bottom.

But the darkness pressed against her and she couldn't summon her voice.