Convergence

Amidst the black surroundings was a flash of green followed by its quick retreat. I sprang up off of the floor and contemplated my sanity. They were there; I saw them. I rushed to my front door and, without a second thought, crossed the threshold and entered the cold night air. I didn't notice anything at first, just the rustling of wet leaves in the trees and the neighbor's cat meowing quietly next door. I took a few steps down the concrete stairs that lead to my door before I heard the crunch of a breaking twig. I whirled my head to my right, and there, in the street, was the figure with green eyes.