To that I say, “Amen, and amen!”
I HATE waking up in pitch darkness. I HATE turning on my lights by 6 PM.
Never mind stubbing my toes, it is the attack on my brain that affects me so badly.
If an enemy ever needed me to confess to something, I swear they would only have to lock me up in complete darkness. Maybe for three days or so. Not much longer. I would go stark, raving mad.
I’ve heard of such punishments with light. The light never goes off. Food comes at the weirdest times, so you don’t know if it has been 24 hours or 24 minutes since you last ate.
Messing with my interior time clock would be miserable, but keeping me in the dark?