As I gazed out the window at the dead cold world outside, I thought something shifted in the distance. I rubbed my eyes and stared at the thing that moved for a few moments before I was back to thinking and gazing leisurely on this wintry afternoon. Suddenly, something wasn't quite right; there was an empty space in the trees that wasn't there before and not a moment after realizing it was the space from the silhouette that shifted earlier, I was being charged at by a tusked animal. In one swift move, i leaped from my windowsill to my door and out into the hall. the walls were now rattling, like an earthquake and all at once the entire front of the house was ripped from its foundation. this gnarling beast was at least 12 feet tall and 2 tons. its tusks protrude from its scarred face like fangs, ready to tear apart its next meal. I would call it an elephant, but this creature was a demonic being unlike any other. the beast charged toward me and trampled me under its monstrous hooves, fracturing my body into excruciating pain. It then tossed me into the air, and on the process tore my right arm clean off, ripping through my flesh and all. blood gushed everywhere as the beast was gnashing through my limp, helpless self. There wasn't anything I could do to fight back, because I was dying. And slowly, I faded into the painful blackness of death.
-Kendra Anderson
