Thread:Motionless/@comment-26251473-20150629213021

I have a story to share. It's a serious, kind of sad one.

I woke up in that terrible time the world gets enshrouded by darkness, the Eternal Night. I gazed out the window and my eyes met the remains of the outside, cold and dark as a beast's heart. I was cold as I walked through the thick ice and my only navigation was my hearing as I could not see through the pitch black sky. I found one of the local village markets, but the stall was frozen and the person behind killed. His remains that were behind the stall shocked me. His intestines had been dragged out with a path of blood that read out Sorry. I was too scared to go the direction of the other stalls in case I met a dreadful fate. I tried to get back home but my home had vanished. My stomach was screaming and my heart felt like it was going to come out of my chest. And then it did. My heart suddenly got ripped out of my chest and thrown away. I clutched my chest but it was no use. I was dying....

Later that night...

Everyone had come home, expecting to see the stall keeper and the boy. They found their remains and moved away, as they didn't want that to happen to them. But I am still alive, nobody knows though. But I am.

So how'd you like it? 