Hidden In The Darkness
(A short story by S. Emory(Nobody))
And now I was walking down a dark alley, that stretches out behind and in front of me both ways for as far as I can see, everything dark not even a glimmer of light in either direction, just complete and total darkness, everywhere I look. Glancing up even the sky is oddly dimmed, the stars hiding behind a think dark fog that descends down on me. With no memory of sleeping or waking. A part of me registers the danger, deep down, but I feel oddly calm, even though I know this is real, not a dream, even as blood starts dripping down from the sky and the fog and shadows begin to consume me.
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