Writing Prompts – Creative Copy Challenge #250

Writing Prompts – Creative Copy Challenge #250:
ForeignIdentityMemoryStrangersDecodeUncertainFearLostEscapeZap


Continuation . . . There is only darkness now.  My memory of light launched into the gloom above.  Fear, uncertainof the affects of my antidote, I am lost.  Sounds of scratching, digging, above and at the entrance of my haven.  The foreign sound of thunder rattles.  I hope.  The moans of undead strangers fill my ears, closer, more.   Those above reach me first, slick hands grabbing, pulling me toward them.  Shrieks rise as the rains fall.  The gloom has decoded my message, my cure.  I don’t struggle, I cannot escape.  One brilliant flash of light in the sky, zap!  Perhaps too late.  I see the attackers, circle, dark eyes, no pupils, just black.  A savage bite tears into me, black eyes sneer with greed.  My identity, my eyes dim, but light touches them.  Sun, killing the gloom.  Rain spilling the cure and black eyes, changing, understanding, mourning.The End/Beginning
So I'm thinking of making a short out of these post.  Not sure yet, just tossing it around.