Its one minute before midnight. A dark and lonely midnight on a moonless empty night. The silence of the all consuming dark is so loud that it echoes for miles in the in the endless unknown. causing a fear so deep and primal it is paralyzing.
The last minute of the day has turned into an eternity of dread and unimaginable fear. Lost in the black unknown, What was once peaceful solitude has morphed into agonizing terrifying loneliness. A deeply hidden fear carefully buried under layers of deceptive facades.
The layers are slipping. Facades cracking to reveal the weakness underneath. Oh how the Devil does love to prey upon weaknesses.
