In the Night Time

It is in the darkness. It feeds the cold and lives on fear. It worms its way into the back of your mind and grips your fear, never letting go until what was once you is just a broken mind. It will weaken you no matter how strong you are; there is no escape. It will drive you mad, and then it will devour you. It will not end, it cannot be vanquished. Once it is in your head, you'll wish you were dead.

"This is my first foray into the world of horror. It started as a Tumblr thing (what a way to Christen a blog...) and I figured I'd post it here too. There has been no prior planning to this story, nor will there be in the future. It is a second person, present tense, exercise in improvisation, so to speak. I write whatever rolls out of my fingertips - with editing, of course. I hope you enjoy it!"