Watched

Farm House

Try to imagine a farm house with a vast stretch of golden wheat in front of it. Now pay attention to the silo and barn. They are in pristine condition, as if someone puts their heart and soul into them. There are birds flying past and rabbits hopping around looking for food and knick knacks. The bees are busy, buzzing from flower to flower, collecting pollen and nectar for their hive. It's so  peaceful here, you think, How could anything be in such perfect harmony? There is something unnerving about it though, all this peace. You see that the birds are always flying the same path, The rabbits and bees follow suit. Then you realize there is no sound coming from any of the 'creatures', The rabbits drone on and on without making so much as mouse squeak, The birds flutter by with increasing speed but still no sound, and the bees have no buzz in their wings. Something is terribly wrong with this fake utopia of animals. You investigate the birds, Well crafted paper mache birds hung on strings that connect to the sky above. How preposterous, you think, How could they be hanging from the sky? Something breaks your train of thought. a feeling. Dread, Fear, confusion, safety, all these at once hit you and make your blood run cold. It's almost as if the endless fields of wheat, every grain, are eyes watching your every move. You turn your attention to the farmhouse once again, The chills continue to run up your spine, you briskly walk up the mossy stone path and to the, now rundown, house. You walk up the steps to the front door. Reach for the door handle, stop. You hear loud rustling from the field behind you. Then there are footsteps, increasing in speed. Are you scared yet? Do you feel the fear clawing it's way up your throat? Good. You try to open the door, but the handle falls off. The door and back half of the house are painted on a wall. The footsteps are close now, ever increasing in speed. Closer. Closer. So close now. Why don't you run? It's not like you're trapped or anything. You narrowly dodge whatever was behind you and you run for the barn. There are still footsteps behind you, they are closing in still. The barn is close, if you can only run a bit faster you can make it. Almost there, just a few more yards. Your pursuer jumps at you and you feel a burning sensation all across back. It's almost like your back is on fire. It hurts so much, but you continue to persist and you try to get up. The "Thing" pushes you back down and you get the wind knocked out of your lungs. On the ground, bleeding and struggling for breath, The barn door opens and a glorious white light erupts from the doorway and a silhouette of a humanoid figure stands there. It crouches down and extends it's arm towards you. You reach up for its hand and everything fades away. The last thing your eyes saw were the eyes of the person standing in the doorway. Pure black. With a tiny reflection of you. you had no eyes. How could you see that reflection?