I gasped as my mind clicked everything together.
I was dead.

The man’s tone turned cold. “You know what to do.”
The boy, who was not much older than I was, looked my way and smiled grimly. The man turned and walked back into the shadow.
In a second, the boy was by my side and using his skinny leg, he turned my chair around.
And then, at that moment, I heard it.

I heard the marching as the shadow of people that surrounded me went to follow their leader. It was not the marching of fifty or eighty people, it was the marching of hundreds. My eyes widened at this realization as my back stung with the outside light.

Suddenly, the marching stopped. The man’s voice came echoing from behind. “Remember. Three minutes only.”

I turned to my left where the boy started laughing maliciously. I stared at them. They lit up a brand new fear in my heart.
They were the longest and the sharpest teeth I’ve ever seen.