After a moment of silence I felt immense pressure, and then pain. It tore through my skin and sliced into my heart. I screamed as loud as I could - just maybe one of my neighbors would hear me - but a hand went over my lips. Another shock of pain went through my chest due to the shadow twisting the knife once it was in.
My eyes were immediately let go whilst another flicker of lights echoed through the room. They all vanished.
I immediately fell to the floor, groaning and moaning because no matter what happened, I wouldn’t survive. With nobody around, my body was only found the week after.
Alone, cold, decomposing, and smelling like formaldehyde… I’m just like them.