The Hunt

The sun is going down.. The streets are getting dark.. The eerie silence eats at your soul..

'Run! Run!' your mind screams 'Get away from this place!' You run. Your heart beat quickens. Your lungs heave for air. You can't escape the silence.. You can't escape the fear..

The adrenalin keeps you going, The fear quickens your pace, And all the while your thinking, It's all a bad dream...

A noise! Behind you! An monster stumbles forward, the stench of it's rotting flesh and the sight of the decaying face makes your sides heave.

Then panic sweeps you again. 'Run!' your mind screams. Again you turn and run. 'Faster! Faster! Or you'll never win!' It almost seems to taunt you.

A left turn... another.. now right.. Thud! your flat on your back.. The demonic creatures stand above you.. "No! Stay away!" You scream in terror. 'There's no point.' your consciousness cackles

They rip open your stomach.. The pain is only matched by your terror. You can feel the warm blood begin to soak you clothes.. You can hear their hideous cries... You feel the silence creep in closer.. The light grows even dimmer.. And then.. Nothing...