I need to spread the word.

I once lost a close friend of mine; we had known each other since before I could remember. Before he was gone, his most noticeable attribute was that he was a big Sonic fan - I mean BIG. He collected all of the games, and his obsession towards Sonic was only surpassed by his love of the character Tails. He had scruffy blonde hair, wore glasses, and was often wearing a green jumper with a hood. As the years pass, his image starts to blur more and more within my head. I cant remember his eyes, or even the way he spoke. I am afraid of forgetting a friend, but I am equally scared that along with him Ill forget my reason to fight.

It was early December and, thanks to global warming, it was raining instead of
snowing. The dull ticking of the clock hung over my head, reaching 7.30pm. Lying motionless on the bed, I was transfixed by the falling rain. The ringing of my phone woke me out of my trance, it was him again.

I got up to ride to his house, got my shoes on, my coat, and my hat.
Then the phone rang.

"Yeah, I'm on my way" I said, but there was no reply. There was a faint sound and I
had to listen hard to hear anything, but all I could make out was:

"Can you feel the sunshine?"

"Dude, its raining," I replied and went on my way.

The house had an unexplainable quality to it, it didn't look the same. As I walked closer to the front door, it emotionless windows loomed over me and filled me with a feeling of dread. I could tell something was not right as soon as I entered the house, the lights were off and no one responded to my yells. Then his house was completely empty, but why was the door unlocked? Why had he called me over if his house was abandoned? I cautiously climbed the stairs to the second floor, I was becoming worried for my friends well being. But, as I got closer to his room, my mind was selfishly filled with worries for my own well being. The eerie red glow from behind his door guided me across the landing. I found myself tripping over alot of object, but I felt it best not to look down out of fear what I was to find. Finally, I entered the room to find my friend
sitting on the floor, staring at the screen.

He was playing Sonic R.

Although playing is an overstatement. He was at the start line. Not moving. Playing
as the Tails Doll.

"Your controller broke?" I said, unable to keep my voice from trembling. "Hey!" I shouted.
No answer.
"Where are your parents? What's wrong with you?" I yanked him around to face me and was shocked beyond belief. His eyes where gone - they had been replaced with beads. Engraved into his skull was something so strange I cant put into words even today. The image haunts my dreams whenever I close my eyes, his lifeless body slumped on the floor covered in his own blood. I couldn't get my head around the fact he was dead. It was undoubtedly him, yet it lack his charisma, his enthusiasm. I needed him to smile at me and tell me this was a sick joke; but I never saw him smile again.

The crescent moon hung in the night sky; its light escaped the curtains and hit my friend with an sickening white light. The wind blew heavily through the window as I fell to my knees. I was weak, still am. I was barely able to handle my dogs death, and this hit me like nothing I had ever felt before. Feelings of shock, sadness, anger, despair, and utter hopelessness rushed through my body; escaping through my eyes as tears streaming down my face. I slowly stood up and made my way to the phone;

Gotta get help, gotta find someone to help

As soon as my foot hit the landings wet carpet the light came back to life. For the first time I saw what I had tripped over on the way into the room.
Several tails dolls lay limp on the floor, their beady eyes cut through me like a knife. I was frozen, I could move my legs, and they kept staring their unblinking stare. I started to tremble again, blood was splattered across the wall as the black eyes stood fixated on me; as if saying

You're next.