TokyoBoots

Shadows without faces slither in the darkened corners before, bit by bit, they find their way to where I am sitting against the wall, holding my knees to my chest, arms wrapped around them in a poor sort of shield. They don't protect me at all from the icy touch of the demons. Crawling, they push against each other to grab at me, grasping with outstretched claws for my skin. Suddenly, my mother enters the room and her angry voice gives the creatures pause. "What in the world are you doing down there?" she asks. I look up at her, eyes flitting between her glower and the hissing things. "Nothing." "You need to clean this room, is what you s