It was dark in the streets. The bell rang throughout the entire town. People knew that meant. It meant to hide in fear. It meant to quake in our boots. It meant to cower in our houses until the bell was rung again.

A cool mist swept through the streets. The sun disappeared from the sky. A darkness covered the entire town. It caused every person to cover their windows and lock their doors.

I slowly approached the window in my bedroom. I quietly opened the curtain. I couldn’t see a thing. The mist was too thick and it was far too dark.

The bell rang out louder and louder. There was someone ringing it. Someone. It was some man covered in a dark black robe. I could see how pale his hands were from my bedroom window. I couldn’t see his face. Too much mist.

A hand grabbed my shoulder. I almost screamed. My mother covered my mouth. “What are you doing? They’re gonna find you.” She whispered yelled at me.

“Who?” I asked.

“Them.” She pointed outside.

I screamed.

They were black as shadows. Sharp, pointed teeth. Claw hands. Cat eyes that pierced the very being of my soul.

Its eyes met mine.

My mother pulled me away from the window and down the stairs. We ran as fast as we could to the basement. The damp wood underneath my feet became slippery.

The door burst open.