The darkness seeped into the alley as I headed to the train station. Fumbling through my pocket, I confirmed the whereabouts of my ticket before approaching the decelerating vehicle. The doors opened, revealing a cheerful faced man sporting a head of bristly, silver hair. He adjusted his bowtie before surveying the approaching crowd. I greeted the man cordially, flashed my ticket into his line of vision, then skirted down the aisle towards an empty seat. I watched as the moonlight seeped through the window onto my lap. Two hours later, the great metal creature groaned to a halt. I joined the sea of zombified individuals as they oozed towards the door. My meeting would begin in an hour, so I ventured towards the local cafe for a quick cup of coffee. The streets were so silent tonight. Everything was at ease. A half an hour passed and I emerged from the cafe onto the sidewalk, ambling towards my destination. I located the building about 15 minutes later, gliding up the charcoal-plated staircase. But something was wrong. I could sense a dark presence nearby.
It morphed into the quiet shadows without a sound, blending into the noiseless atmosphere. I pivoted from my place on the stairs to confront the being behind me.
The thing was massive and exceedingly dark. A midnight-hued dragon. Its long, pointy talons were fixed accusingly at me. But my eyes could not even visualize the depth of its darkness, for it was so great. I knew, however, that the dragon's features must be horrifying due to the frightening pitch of its screech. I commenced into a run, the creature bounding after me. Escaping into the building, I collided head on with the man I was initially supposed to meet. "Larry, we have a problem," I cautioned between breathy huffs. Just then, the dragon crashed into the building, setting off a domino of screams and scattered individuals. Larry and I exchanged mutually concerned glances before heading off towards the nearest exit.
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