Here is a short/crappy story I wrote in the span of an hour.

It was a normal afternoon in this small town in the middle of nowhere. The towns people went about their daily lives with out the slightest clue on what was about to happen to them. They shopped, cleaned, talked, laughed without the knowledge of what was to come. The end was close alright, at least for this small town in the middle of nowhere.

It began on a seemingly normal afternoon. The sun was high in the sky, kids were out and about playing their silly games and their parents were working and talking with one another. Suddenly, a scream so loud and high pitch came out of nowhere and paralyzed the towns people. It was as if this noise was coming from inside their heads. Some began clawing at their face to hopefully stop it, but nothing helped. And as suddenly as it sounded, it vanished. A eerie silence over took the town and not a single noise was made.

As the people started to recover from this random and horrifying ordeal, something even worse appeared on the horizon. From the east, a great, black mist was barreling towards the town. Most people had enough time to make it in, but others were unlucky. They were trapped in this pitch black mist with nothing that would let them see. Even flashlights could not cut through this impenetrable darkness. As the people that were left outside began to try to find a way out of this darkness, the screams came. Not the ones heard earlier that day, but a different kind of scream. The kind only a man in his death throughs would make.

One man that was fortunate enough to find his way to a building began to see strange shapes in the dark, rolling mist. He called out to them, but there was no response. Suddenly more screaming and yelling was heard from multiple directions as if the whole world around him was being slaughtered. The man began to run and try to find a way inside this building that was acting as his one form of direction he could trust. As he began searching for a way in he stumbled over some sort of garbage someone must have left out. He fell hard against the cold ground just for a moment, and then he felt the wetness forming on his shirt. He then noticed a strange smell that he could only describe as the smell of iron.

At the realization of what he just stumbled over he began to panic. The sounds from whatever was out there were getting closer ans closer and he still could not find a way in. Then he saw it. A light in the darkness in the form of a store front windows. He began sprinting towards his only salvation when all hope drained from his world. Something stood in front of the windows. That something was not human, or animal, or anything he had seen before, but he felt like this was not the first time humans and these thing had crossed paths because he felt a sort of primal fear sweep across his body at the sight of it.

It looked, form a distance, like a very tall and skinny man. However in the light its features that differentiated them from us were all to obvious. The creature was so skinny, you could see its bones, or what he thought were bones poking through its hairless exterior. Its arms were abnormally long , reaching to the ground almost when the creature took a hunchback position. The limbs were very skinny, almost bone like and had the feeling of sharpness from them. What was worse of all was the head. Its skull looks like it was elongated at the back of the skull giving it a very strange, oval like appearance from the side. Then there was the face. The face is what really made the man drop to his knees and begin to whimper like a small child. The face seemed like it was stretched into a evil looking smile that reached from one side of its massive head to the other with long rows of sharp and point teeth. Its nose was what a humans would if there was no skin or cartridge on it. Then the eyes, they were sunken into the creatures head and made it so that when you look into them, you feel like your being swallowed up into a current of never ending horror and innocence.

The creature noticed this small man sobbing uncontrollable on the ground and made its way towards him. As the creature moved away from the window, the man saw what would happen if he even made it inside. Pieces of meat and flesh were strewn about the lite room as if the creature that did so was playing with the remains of the victims. He also saw a little hand print of blood made on the window that could have only came from a child...

The man knew he was going to die and then ripped apart to satisfy some otherworldly creatures desire and he knew nothing he could do would save him. He decided after seeing that small hand print, he would at least go down fighting. Even though nothing could save him, he still needed to try to live and not resign his fate over to this creature that stood before him.

He slowly got himself off the ground and was able to stand just barely, wobbling to the left and right as he tried to stabilize his fear induced tremors. He looked at the creature and said something under his breath as if to someone else and then he smiled. He rushed towards the creature and the creature rushed towards him. As he comes in closer to the creature, all doubt is gone within his mind. He was at peace with what was about to happen. They then reached each other as the black mist that blocked out all light, except for this one kindled inside this mans heart, hope.