“Of course running from your problems works. It always does.”
Well, until I saw it not work. I look at her dead body one last time. Oh, how cruel irony can be.
Nevertheless, here I am running away from my problem. My problem… the darkness. The constant darkness is screwing me over. I’ve heard many stories of outside the town. A strange man coming and saving the day. But now, he hasn’t come. What happened?
More importantly, why am I the only one left in the alleyway?
I try to keep the single streetlight open. I stay by it. Only six more hours till the sun rises. I can do this.
Or can I?
One hour in… No problem yet. Just had to get some parts.
Two hours in… A single flicker. Someone else saved me. Who was it?
Three hours in… I try to search the streets. Who the hell was the one who… flicker of the lights. Run!
Four hours in… I feel my insanity falling. Begs for help fill my mind.
Five hours in… So many questions refill my brain. Where are the others? Did everyone get devoured by the darkness?
Six hours in… The lights flicker. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me. I feel the darkness consume me.
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Achluophobia
Fanfictionachluophobia [[ach.lu.o.PHO.bia]] a fear of night, darkness ======================= This was inspired by Doctor Who. All creatures and preexisting characters and plotlines are credited to Doctor Who and BBC.
