I turn to go close the blinds when I see her she's staring at me grinning a toothless bloody smile. she's so close to the glass you can see the fog from her breath near my living room window she's getting closer, and closer I want to scream but I can't its like its trapped in my throat. my thoughts then wander to where's Alex. at this point I don't care if I hurt myself as I pull myself on the ground to Army crawl in search of my brother. my foot aches with every crawl. the oldwoman starts banging her finger on the glass of my window and screaming. to scared for my safety I move faster then I ever have on crawling while scanning the room for Alex
