Each step down the twisted alley lengthened it. An echo of shuffling footsteps followed. Inibriated, I stumbled down further into this glaring blackness. The streetlights, so far away now. The brick wall was chipping as I leaned my weight to walk, chalky scent filling my head, stinging every inch of my sinus. A pebble skips from underfoot, like thunder in the relative silence. I look up, there should be windows alighting this place but they have climbed to join the stars. I am being watched, the ocean that my head seems stuck in is certain of only this. “Wromg way home?” I ask myself. “Poo.” The only curse I can muster. My legs are weak but not shaking. I want to sleep. But… Home. The great opening of light seems nearer now. Almost to the street. Safer there. The light moves and sobriety is a fleeting luxury. The spike of fear gripping my spine. A leg, that’s a leg. I open my mouth to scream, but nothing can escape. A… Face has appeared, massive, featureless and shining, looking at me. this… Thing steps into the narrow alley, a circle of dimness at It’s… It doesn’t have feet. I am frozen. It raises an arm slowly behind and plunges through the black towards me, the blow however, strikes behind. It pulls back and something black and writhing is caught in it’s hand. The body of this creature inseams, and more light pours out, like a sunrise and the writhing is dropped within the gaping maw.