…And then a sizzle coupled with a faint ringing, which meant that I was, at least for the moment, still alive.
Now; sprawled out on the dust coated cement, and unsure exactly how I had gotten here, I instinctively drew my hands from my still crippled eyes.
Initially an attempt to gain any grasp whatsoever of the unfolding scene around my shaking, neutralized body through means of the ears was a failure, prevented by the still persistent ringing deep inside my skull.
In that moment I realized that the senses which, I, under usual circumstances rely upon in gauging a situation, were currently compromised.
Then, very cautiously, I tried to open up just a sliver of sight. The idea proved a bit rushed, as a foggy white film greeted me. I closed them once more for a while, as the ringing in my ears slowly subsided.
Even with my ears still largely unusable, I realized very quickly that I was not alone in that damp, dark room.
…very quickly I realized my previously accessed fears, were in fact my present reality.
They were here.
They had come for me…