Hey all. Just wanting to see where this will be going. Let me know if I should keep going with this, or if I should just scrap it.

Darkness. It enveloped the night, squeezing it's core, expelling the light of day. It crept in the form of shadows through the grass, curling around figures both living and dead. It's tongue lashed out and stole streetlamps. It's fingers, equipped with demon claws, slashed away the silver of the moon.
A deep hush followed the extreme darkness. Moments passed, and then, all at once, screaming voices erupted in a deafening chorus. Doors and windows were closed, and grown men and women huddled in their rooms, trembling like kittens in a breeze. They wrote in diaries, or expressed their concerns to their spouses or siblings. Nothing was left out. No one was alone in their quivering panic.
Down the street, so loud everyone within a 2 mile radius could hear it, came the distinct click of nails on pavement. The darkness grew more potent, and soon candles that had been lit inside of homes were snuffed out.
Something started screaming down the street. Something or someone, it was hard to tell which, the sound was so unclear, so filled with primal fear. The growling of a beast rose up above the screaming, and then came the ripping and tearing noise of limbs as they were removed from the thing. The screaming hit a new high before it died off. There came the sound of heavy, laboured breathing, and then all was silent in the night once again.