Chapter .5
Everything was normal on Main Street. Nothing betrayed a difference for any other night. The old Victorian style houses looked down at the water as they always had. The street lights flickered as they always had. The wind whistled through the palm trees.
For a second that lasted a century the air was still and everything was silent. Not even the splash of the water could be heard. As a loud drum-like sound filled the air, wakening many of the house's inhabitants, a low buzzing sound started. It sounded out of place, quite like chirping murmurs. Then it was visible.
It was a large wave of black it seem to roll through the houses, the buzzing, murmuring sound grew louder and louder till it was all that could be heard.
It crashed through the windows and squeezed through the cracks. It seemed nothing could stop it. The people had no idea what was about to get them.
They didn't even have time to scream.