What a night
You're walking down the street. There's no one else around you.
You're all alone.
What a night this is!
You see a small winged creature fly above you. If you listen carefully enough, you can hear the bat's wings flap up and down.
But you're not worried about that. In fact, cute little flying creatures are the last thing one your mind.
It's the other creatures that you think of. The ones that follow you down this road. You don't know what they are, but as soon as you saw them you knew deep down in your stomach that they were bad.
Who knows what made you think that. Maybe it's just the way they stand, or the way their eyes cave in. Maybe it's the way their nostrils flared once they caught your scent.
And yet, you walk.
Some where behind you a cat is screaming in agony. Out of reflex, you turn and see the creatures rounding the corner.
They're still following you.
'Oh yes,' you think, 'this is bad. This is horrid!'
You walk faster; except where are you? A wrong turn? That was it! You must have take a wrong turn.
It's getting darker.
The road you're on isn't right in the mind. It doesn't have any sort of opening near the end. But you still walk. On you go 'til you reach the end.
Now you're trapped.
The bat you saw earlier is now laughing at you. He can hear your heart. It's pounding quite loudly.
The creatures hear it too.
They walk slowly but they're surrounding you.
Of course you won't fight back. You're paralized.
The bat's laughter gets louder until it is the only thing you can hear.
Oh yes! What a night this is indeed!
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