User blog:Themaskeddicer313/Dont venture out at night...

It is a dark, moonless night. Your apartment is only 3 blocks away, and you are making your way back from the bar. As you exit the gate from the bar you suddenly feel… watched. You shrug this off, and make your way out onto the side walk. No matter what you just can't shake this feeling off and you start to walk slightly faster. there is a small rustle in the bush in front of you, and you jump at the sound. you calm yourself down and begin to think logically. it must be a squirrel right? you continue your walk home when that feeling of being watched turns into a threatening, harmful feeling, like something horrible was going to happen. you turn around to see this "pursuer" but nothing is there. this makes you feel silly, almost embarrassed. you calm down and walk at a slow and steady pace… that is until that small movement in the corner of your eye stops you in your tracks. you are frozen in place… you look around to see more movement… there is none. your apartment is half a block away. you can make it right? you begin to sprint the final half block and you stop, fear stricken, as the nightmare stood ten feet in front of you. it's long, lanky arms, it's small, black, soulless eyes, it's large, curved mouth and it's yellow, rotten teeth, the saliva dripping from its great maw of a mouth. you run to your apartment door out of instinct. you reach the door knob and you have your hand on it. you pause as you feel it's breath on the back of your neck. it lets out a shriek that makes your ears bleed. it's long nails jab into you, and you flail rapidly as it picks you up from the ground. it's mouth opens wide and puts you feet first in it's mouth. it eventually engulfs you entirely, and you slowly digest in it's acidic stomach.

"so another feeding happened last night?" "yeah, poor guy will keep it full for a week." "that guy should have known, you don't go away from your apartment past sunset." "yeah, oh well, at least we won't have any more problems for a few days." "yeah…"