It's been three days. Three days since the world that we know of has disappeared. We are final free. At least…for now we are. Occasionally I think back on Logan's words. Should I have accepted the cure? It's too late for that anyhow. I finally have what I want- and that's all that matters.
I gazed out the window. The stars glistened in the midnight sea. Then I started to hear noises. Strange noises. I stood up suddenly, as if I was going to make a run for it. Then I realized what am I afraid of? I'm in the mansion, my home, the safest place for mutants alike.
I heard footsteps. The stride was quick, yet graceful, as if it didn't want to be taken out of the shadows of which it hides. I had a feeling. One of those instinctive feelings where your mind tells you to stay and your heart tells you to go. I had to go. Curiosity killed the cat.
I slide through my door into the hall making sure that no one heard me. I peered down the hall into the darkness. I swear I saw a shadow, a shape, moving. I walked in the direction of the shadow staying as far behind as possible so whatever it was would not see me. I thought seriously of turning back or getting Bobby, but I didn't.
Soon I was in the lounge. The glass doors shimmered in the moonlight like a gateway to another realm. Beautiful I thought. There was a slight draft in the room. One of the doors was cracked open. The shadow was gone. Everything was quite. I walked dumbfounded to the open door. The frostbitten wind blew in my face. Then there was that noise. It was outside. Gathering up my courage I stepped through the glass door and closed it slightly so that I wouldn't get locked out. At that point I had really wished I had my powers to protect me.
Everything seemed so surreal. An echo of a voice. I couldn't tell where the voice was coming from. It was almost if the voice itself was the in the air, everywhere. Squinting to see I looked out into the vast darkness that covered the campus of the institution. I saw nothing. There was a breath, a warm breath, over my shoulder. Slowly I turned my head in fright. That's all I could remember, except for the eternal darkness into which I was consumed.