THE REVELATION

_ This place has a way of making you feel like you not even alive or living , just an empty soul with no purpose or meaning . My daydream breaks when I feel something touch my slipper which rests against the leg of the chair . I look down and see a piece of paper but I cant see what is drawn onto it , so I reach down and hold it in both hands . Its a sketch of dead people , lifeless laying on a road but the people behind them are different , their bodies bloody, shredded and mutated . Bones piercing through torn flesh as blood oozes down bruised ligaments , the way the bodies are drawn is inhumane and truly terrifying . There are words written at the top in bold pencil displayed above the mutated people who walk on the page , 'when there is no more room in hell , the dead will walk the earth ' . After reading that and the image being stuck in my head I get off my seat and walk over to the who was sat at the table , staring at me as she's the one who dropped the paper . I place the paper on the desk , purposely not looking at her as I know she is still staring at me . Just as im about to turn and walk away I feel cold fingers grip tightly around my wrist . 'We're too late ' I shake my head in confusion whilst trying to pry my arm away from her but she just starts shouting what she whispered to me a minute ago . 'WE'RE TOO LATE'_