Hazel eyes flickered open to the morning sun flickering through the broken and dusty blinds.<em>Morning....<strong>Morning?!</strong></em>May jolted up, looking around panicked. She had fallen asleep in her old room, on the upper story of her house. She looked around, her heart pounding, chest rising and falling. Her eyes fell on her dog, staring at the window intensely, not moving a single muscle. May froze.<em>Is <strong>It</strong> out there?...Oh God, please don't let <strong>It</strong> be out there...</em>Very slowly, and as silently as possible, she slid her legs off her bed, her feet lightly touching the ground. She cringed as the old boards let out a creak, making her freeze completely, listening to see if she could hear<strong>It</strong>. Silence...sometimes it was worse than being able to hear<strong>Its</strong>destruction in the distance, the horrible rumbling<strong>Its</strong>voice makes...silence means you don't know<em>where</em><strong>It</strong>is.<br/><br/>After a few moments, May let herself breathe, only very lightly, trying to keep silent. She had to get to the basement. She dispersed her weight over all fours, slowly crawling over to her small brown and white Australian Shepherd, gently slipping two fingers beneath the purple collar. She gave the collar a gentle tug, to which the dog responded by following her quietly. She sat on the top step, moving her feet down a few steps, and slowly lowering herself down them, the dog was light enough to make the creaking noises that May's undispersed weight would cause. The beating of her heart was about all she could hear, pounding inside her head.<br/><br/>She finally reached the last step, but had to make her way through the living room, dining room, and kitchen before she could reach the basement door, and with plenty of windows for<strong>It</strong>to see her through, it was a dangerous task. She crawled from the corner, peering around the left to the living room windows...nothing. She quickly took a sharp right, heading through the dining area, and re-seating herself behind the fridge, a blind spot to the windows. Her dog stuck closely to her all the while. She crawled along the edge of the cabinets, the basement door finally within reach. She reached her hand for it, her fingers touching the metal handle. A loud bellowing sound came from outside, sounding somewhere between the horn of a steam liner, and the low rumble of a large animal, amplified ten fold. To say the least, the sound was intimidating enough, the beast it came from ten times as terrifying, so horrible, no person who had seen it ever lived to tell. May flinched, quickly jerking the door open, and shooing the dog down, closing the door behind her and scurrying down the stairs as fast as possible. She sat in the corner of the dark, concrete basement, hugging her knees, heart pounding in her ears.<br/><br/>It had been like this for about three months now. Not since the first sighting, no, but since the failure the government called an evacuation. They set up a small 'safe point' somewhere to the east of the city, protected by tanks and other military personnel. Heaven forbid they should send some of those armed people out to help those trapped in the 'infected' areas. They know that their weapons are virtually useless, but apparently had worked so far to keep<strong>It</strong>at bay...at least in those areas. For people like May, every day life was a living hell. She had to watch her every move, and protecting her dog wasn't making her 'job' any easier. The cats were at least quiet and required little other than food and water, but her dog wanted to be with her nearly all the time, making sneaking around very difficult. May just sat there, in the corner, holding her head waiting for<strong>It</strong>to pass. Sitting, and waiting. Hoping, praying that someone might come to help her out of this place. The problem wasn't really getting out for her. It was taking her dog with her. She once had the opportunity, but they insisted that the dog be left behind, and May wouldn't have that. She tilted her head forward onto her knees, her light brown hair cascading down over her legs.