a short bit
A House of Black
Katherine dragged her feet back to her bike and pushed it upright. She gave one last look at the little square before she hopped on and sped away. It had always looked so perfect, just like a little town out of a story book. Now it was just dark and dismal with tipped over trash cans and garbage strewn across the pavement.
Cat was in a trance as she rode home. She did not bother stopping at street lights or signs. It was late and no one was out to catch her anyway. The street was clear of cars and people. Everyone had gone home to hide in bathrooms and closets. Tomorrow they would emerge unscathed and wondering where some of their friends and family were. There would be no bodies to collect and Cat assumed the missing persons department would be busy for quite some time. People would be angry that their loved ones just disappeared. They would never be found again though, and eventually they would be forgotten.
Katherine arrived home all too soon. She wished the trip was longer so the cool wind could clear her head. There was too much to think about for one night.
She opened the door which she had not bothered to lock. She snuck around the house a bit making sure no one had broken in and was now hiding, just waiting for her to go to bed so they could jump out and attack.
The house was clear so she locked the doors and windows and stumbled up the stairs in the dark. She let herself fall onto the bed without changing, and she fell asleep where she lay.