and steady noise so I walked in a dazed confusion to Marks room. Wake up! I slurred from a drunk like tone. Is everything alright? He proclaimed. Yea.... Yea I'm fine just feels quiet, It's odd. Indeed it was too.
Inching the blinds open to see what awaits and the streets were completely empty. No people.. No cars...
No anything... I demanded that mark see what the reality of the situation was. He walked, light as a feather
to the windows. His hands shook as much as the blinds he held. Unreadable and standing still as calm waters. D-Do you see? I questioned. In a passive and shaky voice I heard, Yes. Hours past as we sat in a questionable state in the back room. Night crept over the hills and we had no intentions of going anywhere soon. So secure as we felt. The truth of our questions was yet to reveal itself. Mark sat with a concerned face. Is everything alright? I asked. Nothing is alright, It's all just gone... completely gone! mark screeched.
Calm down man, We don't know what is happening and we didn't so the risk was not worth his attitude getting the best of us. We sat and it was finally pitch black. Do you hear that? he asked. Hold on, I demanded. This screaming sounds coming from an abyss for all we know started suddenly. Sounding equivalent to nails on a chalkboard. You could call it unmistakable but we had no idea what this was. He screamed, They need help! No we're not leaving we have no idea what is out there, I stated. He walked dumbfounded down the hallway and to the front door. Mark don't do this man but his intentions were clear the door crept open and he pulled himself outside. He was my bestfriend I couldn't let him go alone. We lived in apartments so leaving felt very sketching I must mention but mark persisted to the next block down where the scream was still piercing our ears but now even louder. It was coming from the neighborhood auto parts shop but as I trailed behind Mark was stopped dead in his tracks. Do you see what it is, I screamed so he could still hear me. Something is moving inside, He managed to get across to me as we dwelled for the truth. He was much more brave than I as we moved towards the door. It was open.... The noise was now worse than ever and climbing as we walked closer. The body shop room is where it was all coming from. No weapons or any means of protection from what was on the other side on this wall left me vulnerable and breathless. Mark walked to the doorway and went almost as pale as a ghost. I moved feeling light headed and more scared than ever to the path where Mark stood idle. What we saw changed everything....
