-Eyes in the dark- (Story)

Its dark and its cold. Youre not sure where you are. How you got here. A forest stretches endlessly out in front of you, darkness filling the gaps between the dying trees.

The sickness is spreading. The grass that was green is now black.

Tendrils of contamination are spreading from the treeline to your feet. You stand there, unmoving. You ask yourself, Whats the point of running? But really... the forest is drawing you in. Whispers from the past are calling to you. Breath shaking, you take a step closer. Approaching the forest. Then, everything stops. The wind dies in the air, the leaves stop rustling. Even the whispers end. Its just you and the trees. Then, without a warning, you hear it - static, filling your ears and your mind. Its loud, so loud and it hurts. It hurts so much, you drop to the floor and cover your ears but it only gets louder. Yet even in your haze of pain, you hear it. Or more, no matter how nonsensical it sound, you sense it. You look up, your vision blurred. And you see it - the eyes, peering out from the forest, two glowing red dots in the darkness.

And as the screaming fills the air, its mouth gaping wide, you realise its the end.