They came, these horrible, horrible monsters. They came, and they came only to kill every single one of us; except for me.
Once upon a time, there was this beautiful world. Never mind; Fuck that.
Insanity, Anarchy, Chaos. All of those really fucked up words describe this world. It was never pretty, never functioning, everything just went wrong.
And then they came, killed every last one of us, and here I sit, alone in complete darkness, blind as a mole.
And then, a knock came from the door; a single rap like a skeleton brushed his fist against the cold wood. Another one came, more aggressive this time, and another. They grew louder and louder and the length between each shortened.
Then nothing, just silence. A deathly silence in which even the quietest mouse would fall to.
"Who's there?" I asked, knowing in full that there would be no answer and only the wind whispering outside could be heard.
I got up and navigated the darkness with ease; I didn't need to see, I automatically knew where everything was by sound. If there had been something there, I would've picked it up by now.
I sat back down in my corner, my corner of safety, of solitude. And another knock came similar to the first but, more tauntingly. As if it were if were telling me that I was too afraid to open the door.
I crept towards the door, and my hand hovered above the knob. What would happen if I opened it? My hand simply grasped the cold, brass handle and the knocking exploded. I jumped back, and nearly fell on my ass. It was as if the door would burst off its hinges at any moment. All I could do was stand there; I wanted to retreat to my corner but my mind said no.
With a bang the door flew open. All that was standing there was a dark figure. Its hands were gripped tightly into fists, with its shoulders hunched forward menacingly. A low growl came from the figure's figure throat.
Of course I didn't know how to react, I just stood there. It walked over to me with incredible speed, it navigated the inky, black space effortlessly, much like I would've done it.
I woke with a start and frantically scanned the room for another figure. There was no movement, no sound to suggest that there was something in the room with me.
"What a terrifying dream" I thought.
After I finished that thought, a knock came from the door.
