Everything since the day of the invasion felt.. horrible as death, and fear wafted through the empty cities where humans once roamed freely.. The areas never felt safe anymore as one wrong move or noise could cost people their life's... Those creatures had other wordly hearing.. it was terrifying to everybody who has survived this long... most of the population was easily wiped out though from all the creatures and their screams..

The loud thump of rain against his shelter would drown out Stanley's sigh as he plopped down in exhaustion onto the faded couch.. Today had been absolutely horrible for Stanley... ever since this damn stuff happened he could barely make noise without risking his life... It was tiring as is to deal with this all stuff! Stanley didn't know how much longer he could continue doing this for... he was starting to get exhausted fighting for his life every step or noise he makes..

“Thank fucking god it's raining right now, I can speak my damn mind without stressing about those damn creatures hearing me.. I need a damn cigarette..”

Stanley would grunt as he fumbled into his pocket, and pulled a pack of cigarettes... he'd silently open the packet before groaning in frustration.. dammit this was his last pack of cigarettes!