2 Chapter I: Glimpse of Darkness

It was late on a Friday Night and my Mom told had called to everyone that it was almost dinnertime for our family shortly after. I was starving, of course, threw down my game controller, and ran upstairs after killing the television power. My room was in the basement which was great and away from the craziness upstairs but I still had to come up for air every once in a while. I had just sat down to eat after hearing her call aloud and began filling my plate along with scarfing down a few bites up when a strange breeze blew in through an open window within proximity.

At first, things felt normal then the air in the room temperature grew to almost as if boiling water was being splashed against my skin and it really burned. Soon followed a quick change as I felt an icy chill as frost crawled down my spine like something grasping to pin me in place or seeking something here. What the hell is this I wondered looking around the room at my family wincing in utter pain I thought aloud. Finally, I began feeling rather dizzy, sick to my stomach, like something was trying to turn our insides right side out and yet somehow my body resisted.

I don't think it was just attacking us I thought to myself. I could hear people outside our home, our neighbors, our friends, maybe more. The girl across the street walking her dog, the guy jogging down the sidewalk screaming in bitter agony until they passed which I saw through the corner windows. Smoke began to fill and scent the skyline, loud crashes from cars and collapsing buildings nearby, something was indeed very wrong right now and then I think I must've blacked out temporarily.

When I awoke the rest of my family was still on the floor except for my Dad, he was nowhere to be found. Coughing and staggering to my a feet I began to search the house room by room when a loud slam against the front door forced it to bend inward snapping in two like a twig leaving an opening for someone or something to get in. Running downstairs to the front hallway there was a something standing in the hallway.

At first glance it appeared almost human, maybe animal, and then I realized it was some strange creature that had emerged between the girl and the dog that passed out across the street. It seemed as though something had taken control, mixed, and mutated their DNA creating a rather twisted, deranged with guts turned inside out. That explained the odd feeling I had earlier before passing out but, why wasn't my family and I affected?

The strange being definitely wasn't playing nice either lunging at me with an a spiked bone-netted arm. A glass-shattering shriek expelled from its lungs as it then snarled and howled glaring at me like I was it's next dinner. Another came creeping in the door but this one appeared more human-like with spikes protruding through the mangled skin of it's body and a pair of running shoes. And then I thought the worst again, it had to be the guy jogging earlier who apparently turned into something horrid as well. All I could think of at the time was how and why or who would do such a thing?

I had no choice but to fend for myself and my family rolling down across to the other side of the hallway tripping the first creature which then switching to four-legs moving faster at me. I had nothing to fight with other than a few karate moves and a baseball bat that was laying against the back wall swinging at the second creature then the first. That was up until my Dad reappeared shortly thereafter with a shotgun and blew the second humanoid creatures brains out of its head onto the wood floor in front of me as I threw up for a brief moment from the putrid smell but, we still had one to go.

Whatever it was it looked like a disgusting flesh-beaten human-dog head. It was horrendous as if the apocalypse was here and zombies existed with a touch of demons from the hellraiser movies I had laughed at as a kid thinking nothing of them. As I exhaled the air froze still right in front of me and I watched my breath fall to the floor. The ground shook briefly and I then had a feeling another creature of some sort was making its way and almost here. Where in the hell are these things coming from I questioned aloud but Dad said nothing while firing the shotgun again and again but missed as it dodged him.

Next thing I knew we were running around the corner only to discover 2 more creatures trying to break in through the back door. We hit the dinning room in a matter of seconds and Mom was on the floor partly cacooned and festering with giant blood-filled sacs that were sitting where my siblings were last seen. She wasn't fully mutated just yet but, it was clear as day something would happen soon. She reached out to me telling with a her crooked arm that was starting to bend and stretch. Dad pulled me back and the last words I heard out of her mouth was how much she loved me nodding to Dad as he shot her in the dead-center in the head.

That was the last time I would ever see my Mother alive. Dad was obviously in a hurry for a reason while yanking on my arm dragging me to the top of the stairs leading to the basement. I cried for a brief second and choked down my emotions as the stirring of something more began to echo outside the windows of our home. It was obvious something more was headed for us and there was no time to waste as I looked at my Dad and noticed his hand began to fester up really badly. I didn't realize he had been nicked and his skin was red with some strange infection but he pressed on anyway.