<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Chapter 1 - <strong>The Night Terrors</strong></span><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>How it begins...</strong><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">There is a field of mist laying over the parking lot of your school.  The colors are all washed out and it's night but the lot is full of cars.  In the window of an upper floor classroom you spot a shadow that strikes a familiar chord.  It beckons in an ethereal cold voice.  "The time has come..."  It repeats a few times but fades into a whisper.  The essence of sleep fades...<br/><br/>You wake with wide frantic eyes, jolting upright in a shivering sweat and your breath billows out as ice cold mist.  The blackness of your room has a surreal feel for a moment.  You are sure you don't belong here and the urge to run away grips you.  All around is darkness and the heavy air of a warm humid summer night.  Off to the right of your bed the alarm clock reads 12:00.  Shadows dance around the room as you sit on the edge.  Did those shadows look like little people?  The thoughts of an addled mind it is safe to assume.  You need air so you move to open the bedroom window.  Looking to the ground below a creeping fog retreats down the street, slinking over cars and around the neighbors buildings.  It almost feels like it's running from you, shrinking... contracting.  It's a feeling you can't shake.  <br/><br/>This is going to be a long sleepless night and you've got school in the morning.</span></span><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://www.blogto.com/upload/2010/11/20101113-skylineGOF.jpg)</div>