Oren stared at himself in the bathroom mirror, splashing some cool water on his face. He looked at his hands, seeing the burn scars that hadn’t quite faded yet.

Ever since it, that thing under the town, showed up a month or so ago, nothing has been normal. That red and black pulsating…mass. It created monsters. Monsters that looked like people. People he knew, people he cared about. Then they burned down the town. If he didn’t leave his door unlocked, he’d be dead.

“….breathe. Breathe.”

He muttered, feeling heat. He splashed more water on his face, trying to cool himself off.