The Awakening

Run Jerry, RUN! Those words barely escaped my mouth. I struggled to breathe, my heart so heavily pounded against my chest, sweat raced down my forehead and blocked my vision. We had to run. We had to escape those things that were after us! "C'mon Jerry, faster!" I shouted. Heavy footsteps could be heard from a distance. They were closing in on us, and fast! In a hurried attempt to run faster, Jerry tripped over a tree root and went falling down to his knees. I went back and helped him up. From a far, I could see the heads of those monsters swaying back and forth, side to side within the lengths of the tree leaves and branches. "You okay? Are you hurt?," I asked him and he gave me a look as if all hope was lost. I don't think he had it in him to keep going. "Where are Mia and Matt? What happened to them?!," Jerry asked with a heavy heart. " They're probably lost in the woods with the others. C'mon we have to keep going. Those things are catching up to us quick." I said I pushed him to continue running. We ran, as quick as our feet could take us. Those things were relentless. They continued pursuing us until we stumbled upon a clearing in the woods where we saw an old creaky house. It looked a few hundred years old at least. "There's something ominous about this house," I told myself as I observed the environment around the house. Everything was dead. No tree, no grass, no birds. Not a single trace of life anywhere within a hundred yards of the house. Something was definitely wrong. But I had no time to figure out what it was. I was under pressure to escape our pursuers. "Quickly! Let's go inside the house," I told Jerry as we sprinted inside the house and barricaded the doors with everything we could find. The window was dusty, as I tried to wipe it clean in order to see those monsters clearly. There they were. With dark skin as if burned by lava, eyes bright red like the splinters of hot fire wood, bodies so musculine that looked as if they lifted impossible weights. They definitely looked like gladiators, some would even say they appeared as Titans. They caght up to us in a blink of an eye, staring at the house without moving a muscle. Then they all turned their heads in a simultaneous motion. I turned to see what they were looking at and to my shock they had locked their sights at Jerry, and Jerry stared back. And with a hallowing cry, they all turned their backs and ran at lightning speed. As if they were called, or instructed by their superior. Why did they stare at Jerry? Why not come for us inside the house? Were they called? Or they knew we were trapped inside this ominous looking house. Something was definitely off, but what was it?!