What was happening? I barely exhisted at that point. People were screaming and running and I was lost and alone. I didn't know what to do or why I was even here. I didn't know if I should also have been scared, some part of me even wanted to collect order and another part of me wanted to just stand their and laugh. I saw fire, blood and snow. There wasn't a soul in the city that wasn't awake but I could see a clock tower in the distance. There were gaping holes in the sides of the structure but the hands still read three o'clock. It was dark and streetlamps were flickering out. I sensed that something sinister, something dangerous, was approaching. The same strange intuition that had advised me how to react to this chaos told me that this thing approaching wanted me for something, that it would do anything to get to me. I thought it would probably kill me but at the same time something was telling me to embrace this ominous being and accept a gruesome fate. As the shadow fell upon these people I saw their eyes roll back in their skulls, their whole bodies turned from red to viciously pale. Their veins protruded from their arms legs and scalps and they were instantly aged and disintegrated. My body suddenly felt weightless and I realized I was attracted, as if magnetically, to this strange force that effortlessly massacred this town. I took a step toward this deathcloud but before I could go any farther something clamped around my waist and lifted me off the ground. I almost screamed. Instead I heard myself serenely humming a song I wasn't sure I'd ever heard before and yet it came to my lips as a familiar childhood lullaby. I saw the town falling to pieces over someone's shoulder and the people literally bursting open into puddles of flesh and blood. There were cloaked corpses striding down the road I had been standing on only moments before. They couldn't see us leaving. I smiled as the last three notes trickled from my throat and then I saw stars and floated away into abysmal bliss.