Tear me to pieces...
Eyes.
That's all I felt.
The long way home in the dark.
Everywhere I turned, I felt something, or someone, staring at me.
Following me.
Run.
My blood ran cold as I felt a wisp of wind rush past. I took off. The cold air pushed against me, slowing me down. The wind only seem to pick up as I neared my apartment complex.
There's someone out there, looking for their next victim.
I remembered what the radio said. My heart beat sped up. I'm so close to my building, please!
I stopped.
Someone was standing in the lobby, hunched over a figure.
The figure was all bloodied.
I gasped, stepping backwards, into the street.
Somehow, the figure noticed me. It turned sharp on its heel, cutting down the door with some bladed weapon.
I couldn't get a word out before it was holding me. It gripped at my neck tightly as it brought me up off my feet. I gasped for air.
But it didn't work.
Slowly, everything faded to black.
I woke with agonizing pain in my abdomen, it was a burning sensation. My eyes flew open as I felt the scrapping of metal on my arms. I screamed out as best I could, but everything faded out again.
Even the pain.
It was gone.
I let my eyes fall close, just for a moment. When I opened them again, I was in a bright room. I glanced around, nothing looking familiar.
"Hello?" I mumbled, hoping for an answer.
"Welcome to Heaven," a figure dressed in white said.
Wait...heaven?
Am I...
