The Shadows are creeping closer.
There is a figure at the top of the stairs.
He is not in focus.
No matter how much you try and see him you can't.
Your head hurts.
You feel light.
Almost completely without weight.
The Shadows are creeping closer.
A lock of your black hair drifts in front of your eyes.
You want to move it but you cant.
You can see boxes around you.
The Shadows are creeping closer
You can see the metal support beam of the basement.
You feel lighter still.
The Shadows are creeping closer
You are aware of the weight of your Horn-Rimmed Glasses
The Shadows are creeping clos...