Smoky shadows flow just outside my periphery,
Dancing in rhythmic movements that feel almost predatory…
The sways and twirls of their shapeless bodies making them appear endless,
And daunting.
Like a black hole sucking me in.
They glide closer.
So close, I feel the need to back up.
I inch away, a voice in the back of my mind whispering to be wary.
But there’s something else.
A déjà vu type feeling.
I’ve seen these ghosts before, felt their presence.
Pulled from my thoughts, I look up.
They\'re close now.
So close, I can feel their cold mist tickling my cheeks.
Sending chills through my body and creating a deep pit in my stomach.
The shadows dance in a way that closes the distance between us, licking at my skin.
I can feel myself breathing them in with each inhalation.
A dread forms inside me, that I can only describe as flies buzzing around inside my chest.
That’s when it hits me,
I’ve spent time with these creatures before.