A door was opened onto a dark porch, and in came an insect, drawn by the light, and a bat followed it.
It is not known if the bat ate the insect, but they are good at catching them.
The bat flew past the person who opened the door, and a few more, and no-one saw or heard it until later.
It winged around the living room, looking for a way back outside.
Then it was tired, and it slept for a while, on the stone face of a fireplace, something like the stone face of a cliff.
It winged around the dining room, looking for a way outside.
It climbed up the stairs (that is, climbed in elevation, winging its way up)
Up to the attic bedroom, looking for a way outside.
to be continued…