Stormy clouds rolled in with crackling lighting across a dark and treacherous sky on what was once a nice sunny day, and yes you would think it was just one of those days. Normal weather reactions! Well, your mistake today was not like any other day. All around the town everyone got a strange and scary call of screaming “BURN! BURN!” From loud to a quiet sound which then became the white silence of the dead dial tone. I, on the other hand, had gotten a phone call which had stretching screams “WE’RE COMING! WE’RE COMING! from loud to dead silence. They are coming… “My name is Melodydawn Hester or Melody for short, I am your mystery woman.” Melody is a young adult in her twenties. She has a big chest with long lushes, dark brown almost black hair, her silky-smooth hair when not in a beautiful ballet bun reaching halfway down her back, she is very curvy with a big but too. Her lips shine a bright red and with the stretch of those red lips cute dimples appear at each corner of her mouth as she smiles not only does her mouth smile but with a twinkle in each ocean blue eyes, they themselves show a smile.  For a second time my landline phone had rang. I picked up and with a stern rage in my voice, “who are you! This isn’t Fun…” quickly I was cut off. It was my mother Elsierose Mont Hester, Elsie for short panic stricken and repeating herself from a call she received just as I received a call a couple min earlier.” Elsie's call came to her as “RIGHT EYE IS MINE! THEY WILL KILL! THEY WILL KILL!” Melody then proceeded to speak. “My mother had spoken in such terror for her life. I was shocked at the fact my mother could hear that message let alone the ringing of the house line. My mother is deaf, it’s as if a switch turns on in her brain! Instantly I responded not knowing if she could hear me, “Moms stay where you are, I'm on my way to get you!” Melody races to her front door, grabs her car keys off the table by the door and slips on her running shoes, to meet her mother. Elsie is a 45-year-old mother with shoulder length strawberry blond wavy hair, peachy pink cheeks and Rosey red lips, beautiful brown eyes that could literally tell you a story if you look deep into them. “I’m so glad I’m not far from mom,” as I was locking up my condo house door my eye had caught something in the distance on the top of the house. It was some kind of metal creature with red death eyes on its lonely head with a body but no feet or legs to hold it up. It just floated slightly above the rooftops with a tail to connect it, and it was hunting for its prey… As I had pulled that key out of the door, I had realized this creature locked itself on to me and started jumping across the tops without legs or feet. So I darted for my red convertible with the roof already removed and I started her up with the press of a button as I hung onto my keys. I jumped in and drove away in the opposite direction as fast as I could, putting the roof of my car up. Next thing I heard was a bang on the roof of my car. It was that thing, it had latched itself to the top, trying to get in, so I took a detour knowing I was already 3 blocks away from mom. I made a sharp and unexpected right turn in a dark and creepy alleyway, that thing surely smacked right into a wired fence which ended up being tangled up but was still standing with a bit of struggle. It started to chase me once again. I put myself in reverse knowing I had to ditch this creature and I smashed right into it knocking it out. I had hit it while hitting my own head on the steering wheel as I came to an urgent stop. As I was looking up to make sure it was down for the count, I lifted my hand to my head and groaned in pain, I spoke. “Shit you made me bleed.” I then continued driving and making my way to my mother’s house. I made my way down Belfast Street and pull up along the sidewalk to my mother’s house and as I pulled my keys out of the cup holder to turn the car off, I got out shutting the door behind me I notice the house door wide open, so I made my way to my mother’s house door cautiously entering at my own will. Once in mom’s house I walked through carefully, I looked to my right noticing the living room turned upside down, I saw the papers scattered and broken glass from what once was a glass table. Among the papers I noticed a metal bat gray with a black handle. I bent down carefully to pick it up and it was lying close to the entryway of the living room, from there I made my way to the stairs and started to walk. I climbed the steps as I did, I had called for mom.