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The otherworldly door was open. A tentative jiggle of the handle confirmed his thoughts. He stepped into the neutrally colored house with his long white coat sweeping behind him. From its depths he pulled something and held it a hand's width in front of his chest. He swept through the otherworldly mansion.

First he checked the bedrooms, then the many bathrooms, and then the kitchen, all of which were growing progressively darker. He seemed to be looking for something but did not quite know what it was. Suddenly, he spun around as if to anticipate danger, but that was a Herculean task.

As if to disprove the above theory a single black shadow glided ominously into view, almost invisible on the now black walls.

"Greetings, I see I've been beaten, and," the shadow mocked. To this the man in the white stood still, in mid-stride, as if momentarily stunned by the shadow's appearance. "you can put that away. I'm not at all frightened by it." Whatever was a hand's width in front of the man suddenly disappeared into the depths of the jacket. As the shadow became more defined it became clear that it was advancing towards the kitchen. The serpentine shadow moved laboriously, like blood running on ice. The man stiffened as the shadow drew nearer. "No need to salute me," the shadow mocked, it approached with increasing speed, as the man grew tenser. As the shadow became yet more defined the head, or at least where the head should have been, was disproportional to the rest of the creature. The man slowly retreated towards the other end of the kitchen, towards the door. "No need to run," the sadistic shadow mocked.

At this, the man pivoted and bolted towards the agape door. Suddenly his white jacket exploded. He prostrated onto the dark mansion's cold floor.

Suddenly, a young man dressed in white pajamas bolted upright. He wiped cold sweat from his brow and turned his bedside lamp on. He thought reassuringly, as he flailed for the light's switch, "It was just a dream."
When the light came to reveal the room his eyes quickly locked on the door. In a dark red liquid were the words, "We are coming." The man reached under the bed and unlocked and opened a black box. Suddenly, as promptly as his dream's end, the box's contents flashed and the man slumped over.

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Posted by David Neve 2007-11-17 23:19:39 Could just be me but i got the characters confused and couldn't clearly make out who was doing what... i couldn't separate actions. although, i think i got the jist of the story. + Report this comment
Posted by Wesley Freeman 2007-11-20 19:28:44 .... I like the idea of the story, but I agree that the characters were a bit hard to distinguish from each other. + Report this comment
Posted by tarhead 2008-01-06 17:32:40 much better this time around. there was a typo "head should have been" but the story line was much clearer... are they really coming? waiting to see... + Report this comment

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