Shawn had trouble sleeping that night. It was quite chilly, and strange howls echoed in the distance. He looked at his sister who was somehow asleep. She never had trouble sleeping, even after all of this. There could be canon fire and fighter jets, and she wouldn't wake. Trying to calm is mind he looked up to the sky. The stars and full moon were extremely bright this night. He studied the patterns and could just make out orion's belt, and the big dipper. The sky was clear, except for-<br/><br/>A darkness. Bit by bit, and completely silent, the stars turned black. Shawn thought it was clouds, but the way the darkness moved, it changed direction, it grew and contracted, as if with a mind of it's own. It didn't follow any one wind direction. This was the darkness the people spoke of. This was what caused the madness and the chaos. Shawn grabbed Claire by her shoulder, "Wake up! We have to move!"<br/><br/>Claire opened her eyes, groggy and confused. "What's going on?"<br/><br/>"Get your things and go!"<br/><br/>"Why?" she asked, rubbing her eyes. "I'm tired."<br/><br/>"Just do it!" he ordered. Frustrated Claire looked around, and seeing nothing she rolled her eyes. She started packing slowly, but he rushed her along. He looked up, and now the sky was in complete darkness. Nothing lit landscape so he pulled out his flashlight flicking it on. They'd have to find a place to hide. He wasn't sure what exactly he was running from, or where he was running to, but he knew he needed to run. He grabbed Claire by the hand and they sprinted across the rocks and sand.<br/><br/>He rattled his brain for an answer.<span style="font-style: italic">Come on, think!</span>