【𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄】

【𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝘼𝘾𝙀 𝙄𝙉 𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙊𝘾𝙃𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙀】
【𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐄𝐧𝐢𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫】
The mid-20th century experienced a technological boom with the nationwide domestication of television. Black screens were quickly adopted into the majority of American households, becoming vital parts of everyday life and providing entertainment on a scale never seen before. ₮ⱧɆɎ ₩ɆⱤɆ ĐɆ₵ɆłVɆĐ. There was more that they didn't know. It wasn't their fault. It was unfortunate but inevitable. ĐɆ₥Ø₦₴ ⱧłĐ ₩ł₮Ⱨł₦ ₮ⱧɆ ฿ØӾɆ₴. The world didn't care, or so they thought. Mandela County was the only one affected. ₱ØØⱤ ₣ØØⱠ₴. Strange phenomena swept across the county. The bellowing of broken parents, the cries of sisters asking where their brothers went. Missing person reports stacked on top of each other like a mountain of grief. It was the end of the world. Or so they have thought. No. ł₮ ₩₳₴ Ø₦ⱠɎ ₮ⱧɆ ฿Ɇ₲ł₦₦ł₦₲. For seventeen years, the population dwindled down to a few hundred. And recently, the whole county was deserted. It's a ghost town inhabited by demons in disguise. ₮ⱧɆɎ ₩Ɇ₳Ɽ ɎØɄⱤ ₴₭ł₦ ₳₦Đ ₣ⱠɆ₴Ⱨ.

For seventeen years, he was left unaware. His mind always wandered to the dreams that plagued his mind. Dreams of the past. Dreams of intruders within the dark, of the strangers, that he knew so well. Their faces weren't quite right. Their voice he couldn't understand. Their contorted flesh and broken bones, he could still feel it on the tips of his fingers...

"...I used to think demons didn't exist. Funny, right? There are werewolves, witches and disembodied sentient hands walking around... so why? Why did I even bother thinking like that? Truth be told... I was afraid. Afraid... to look into the mirror... and see the same monsters from my bedroom..."