M⃒a⃒r⃒k⃒e⃒d⃒

M⃒a⃒r⃒k⃒e⃒d⃒ (P⃒a⃒r⃒t⃒ 2)

I decided things were getting too crazy, so I held very still, not making a sound. I reached out for the doorknob, trying not to get anyone's attention. I turned over the doorknob, making my door squeak open. By that, I dashed inside at a speed, that I swear no human could do!

As I was inside the safety of my own home, I fell onto the couch and sighed in relief. But then I decided to peek through the window just to be safe that nothing was following me out there.

Every moment staring out the window was horror. I couldn't believe my eyes. I saw a very tall, thin man, in a black suit... He could not be human. He had no face. How could he breathe? How could he talk? How can he see? I don't know...

He stood there, he blended in with the trees and the black night. The longer I stared, the more I felt dizzy, and bits of static were before me. I couldn't believe it, I closed the curtains and headed upstairs to bed, casually.