PREY

I took a sip of my coffee as i looked over the dark city. Its pretty chilly tonight. Swirling what's left of my coffee, i took the last sip then dropped the mug. That was pretty stupid not going to lie. Though, I didn't care. 

Because tonight was the night i die.

Looking at my wrist which beeped bright red. It counted down. Only a couple minutes left. 

This type of thing showed up not long ago. A couple years maybe? People called it a sickness or something. They would see red countdowns written on their wrist. No one knew what it was at the time. Though that didn't stop it from spreading panic and chaos. 

Till, someone ran out of time. The first reported incident of a "Tragedy". They were on a talk show at the time, with people looking forward to what happens when a countdown runs out. Some said it was God taking us, while others said it was a catastrophe cooking up.

Though they learned what it truly meant after that persons countdown hit zero. They sleep.

Not any normal sleep. It was internal slumber. Well that's what we all thought after a month of that person just snoring in a hospital bed. But it all changed. 

He woke up. But he wasn't alone.