"If you had a choice at the beginning of your journey to either end now and forget everything you witnessed or, you can see what happens next in the journey and not give up. I would have chosen the second one for sure." Those were the last words I heard my brother speak before he disappeared into thin air one day.
I awoke in a start, being in a middle of a nightmare. I look at my battery powered alarm clock and see it says four o' clock a.m. . I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom half asleep. I tried the light-switch and it failed to light the room. After realizing this, I looked around the small bathroom and noticed the fish light or filter was on even though we leave it on all the time.
I sighed to myself "I guess I'd better go outside" I thought to myself.
As I walked through the hallway and the living room to find that none of the clocks were working and the light we leave all the time wasn't on so I figured the power must be out. Since I knew their wasn't going to be any light outside from the power outage I grabbed a decent flashlight and walk out the side door. I turn on the flash light before closing the door and shine it around the yard to make sure there weren't any animals running around like an outside cat or something. When I closed the door behind me I realized that it was misting outside, but ignored it. I walked to the edge of the lawn and unzip my pants while holding the flashlight in my armpit trying to ignore the fact that it's pitch black outside except where the light beam traveled. When I get done, I zip my pants and start to turn around when I hear heavy breathing in front of me. When it started slowing down and eventually stop I was thinking I just Imagined it, so I turned around and started walking toward the house, and as soon as I take a few steps I fell a large hand with long, sharp claws that reflected the moonlight, and I swear the hand feels like its twenty degrees because it made my shoulder shiver instantly.
Then I hear a deep raspy voice that gave me chills all over my body, and the hairs at the back of my neck stiffen. It said two simple menacing words.
"Your mine"