Behold

[kryptonitemonkey]

It begins with a simple hint of air, just a chill, as if breath, passes over the nape of the neck. The shadows seem to flow in motion with dread purpose. Tiny prickling of spider legs caress and remain invisible. The hairs rise in fright as the night comes alive with death. A whisper tickles the ear and breathes in a voice so close to word, yet so far away from comprehension. You struggle to block it out, but it keeps coming. They flicker now, at the edge of the eye, between sleep and forever. You plead for help and beg for mercy, but the shimmering claws of the dark clutch at the throat and naught comes but a wretch. Your body tingles now, but you cannot move. Your mind screams a million times as the shadows surround and hiss. Unearthly screeches besiege your ears in those precious moments before you vision creeps away and they with you. Never to be seen or heard from again, you wail in agony as your mind becomes no longer your own.