Human Susurration

With the coming of the new dawn, the darkness would not wane. It held fast like a fat kid holding on to his last cheese doodle. Always the dawn seemed at the edge of creation but it would not emerge. These minutes of darkness turned into hours, the hours into days, days into weeks, weeks into months. And with this passage of time came the loss of humanity. This plague brought upon mankind crept into most everything corrupting the very essence of man. It turned the humblest of men into the darkest of creatures. And the darkest of creatures into something completely unrecognizable. These dark and sinister beings now ruled the city, claiming reign to anything they desired. And what they desired was life itself...


10:00 A.M - Stanley Park Coastline Walkway - The dark black waters of an empty ocean stare back up at him. He is alone, accompanied only by the rustling of the crimson leaves of the great guardians of the forest. In the distance he hears a child begin to sing. His skin begins to crawl with the fear of the impending doom that awaits him. His only solace coming in the knowledge that his waking nightmare will soon end. A bolt of lighting flashes across the sky and the restful ocean begins a great stir of agony. It pummels wave after wave against the shoreline breaking agains the rocks.Another flash of light flashes before his eyes but this one seems different. Not like the other. This one is his own. This one is his end. His eyes coat with blood and he topples. The child laughs. The clouds weep,the trees moan. His light grows but is suddenly taken from him by unseen forces leaving him empty and hollow with nothing left but the laughter of the child and the warm feeling of fresh blood against his face. The stone granite cold against his skin. His watch is taken from his hand. A gift from a past life. A treasure to behold. Spoils of greed and hate. What loathe full creatures we have become. His vision begins to slip and his breath becomes weak. His blood stains the ground. The child watches with empty eyes as his victims hold on life slips into nothing. His torment ended, replaced with emptiness. Lighting crashes and rain begins to fall. Its job to wash away the blood of the dead, on a coastline littered with hundreds of fallen angels.... What has become of us.....