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The sketchpad slipped from my fingers, my drawings forgotten as a wave of terror swept over me.
I staggered backward, my eyes locked on the door.
The lock was flimsy, barely enough to keep out a strong gust of wind, let alone two determined Katari.
The alien males’ laughter echoed from the other side of the door, their voices seeping through the thin wood and wrapping around me like a cold, clammy shroud.
I had to get out.
Panic clouded my thoughts, each idea was quickly dismissed as the room seemed to shrink around me.
A small cupboard nestled in the corner, a too-small space under the bed…
Nothing could hold them back for long.
The window!
I sprinted towards it, the worn carpet underfoot scratching at my bare feet.
I flung the window open, a desperate plea to the universe for an escape.
But instead of the cool night air, a dense fog rolled in.
It swirled and danced, reaching into the room like ghostly tendrils, casting shadows that twisted and turned in the dim light.
The fog brought with it the moans of the creatures that lurked within.
They were low and guttural, the eerie symphony of an otherworldly chorus that raised the hairs on the back of my neck.
The shadows within the fog shifted and pulsed, the echoes of nightmares lurking just beyond sight.
The tales I’d heard as a child sprung to the forefront ofmy mind — stories of monstrous beings snatching unsuspecting victims into the fog, never to be seen again.
A shiver ran down my spine as I took in the inky darkness.
The smell of the fog seeped into the room, damp and earthy, like a graveyard after a downpour.
The fear was thick, bitter and metallic, as I stared out into the abyss.
I thought of jumping, but the stories of the fog monsters played in my mind like a cruel joke, a twisted form of entertainment for the universe.
Instantly, I slammed the window shut, cutting off the fog’s ingress.
The room immediately seemed smaller, my chances of escape even slimmer.
I could feel the cold, damp fog on my skin, the chilling whispers of the fog monsters lingering in my ears.
The musky odor of the fog hung heavy in the room, mixing with the scent of fear and desperation.
I was trapped.
Trapped between the inevitable approach of the males and the monstrous figures lurking within the fog.
My heart pounded against my ribs as if seeking escape, a steady drumbeat that echoed my desperation.
I was left staring at the door, my only exit blocked by a nightmare, and the window, an entrance for another.
As I backed away from the window, the insistent knocking continued a grim reminder of the situation I was in.
