Them (on hold)

Phase 1

It was a day like any other when they first showed up. I was doing the laundry, and my mom was knitting.
In recent times my mom was obsessed with knitting. It was my grandma's favorite thing to do. My guess is that my mom had become so into it, because my grandma was taken by them.
Neither my mom or me knew if she was dead or alive, but we did know that she wasn't in a happy place no matter what.
The town I lived in was relatively small. Everyone knew each other. We were all friends. But, since they came. Everything was quiet. The closest anyone ever got to going outside was staring out their windows, scared that they might see.
     No one knew who they were. We all were terrified of them when we didn't even know they looked like.
     The reason we were all terrified was an odd one but certainly had a reason to be scary. What they would do is come to your house and take those who were innocent. No one deserved to be taken by them, but somehow they got wound up into being abducted. You had to watch your every move. If you accidentally slipped a little bit too much information, you were doomed to be taken to them that very night.
I never thought it could be me to disappear. In fact if anyone thought it would be them, they wouldn't have gone. It happened to those who didn't expect it. It could happen to anyone.
My mom had just gone to bed and I was still eating the supper she had prepared. Since no one goes anywhere, we all have to eat very little a day so we have a meal for the next day, and the next, and the next. For the past month i've been living off an inch cube of steak and a spoonful of mashed potatoes.