As the mahogany clock struck midnight, singing its chilling tune, the thumping grew louder and louder...
Glass shattered as the windows around me broke. I screamed, but I wasn't positive they could hear. No one could. Noises of rips and tears rang through the house. But something was unusual about them... as if they weren't coming from paper, but it was still not human... Marble.
He stood beside my bed, his face dark from lack of lighting. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins as he lifted me up and tore out through the broken window. We ran, the rain soaking my cold skin.
"They're here," he whispered, his eyes fixed on the dark horizon.
They're here...
