It was the police sirens that thrashed my vision. Everything was blurry and fuzzy. I knew I was going to pass out with a bloody side and a knife there. I fall and stumble, but I don't break...I won't break...I can't break. Not yet. I fight for my consciousness but struggle. The police force was running to aid me "in there still in there" i whisper. I then run and try get a gun but i stopped. I need to kill that thing. The thing that was draining everyone and everything around it...yet it let me live. I want to run, hide, anything to hide from this huge monster that is murdering families. This creature with no heart or warmth within itself.
I take a gun after I'm stitched up and i run back in there despite of the yells of the FBI. I find what I'm looking for the monster of my nightmares. It watches my movements and i freeze torn between running or staying. This is too scary for my heart to cope with. I decide to run back into the bloody room with no windows and only glass. Then i saw it. The monster in it's in a black cloak of it's own shadows it's own pain.
I shoot the monster but it doesn't even notice like it was raining but i knew it was from a weapon. I'm scared...i wanna go home. I decide to fight my urge to run. i dash through the corridor and i jump as it breaks through the wall. I see a child that's crying pittyfully. I rush over and help them up and trying to calm them before the monster appears. The child looks at me and pales...what happened to me?