http://princessannecounty.blogspot.ca/2011/02/are-you-afraid-of-dark.html

If our class where the only one to survive a tribulation…

At first, no one noticed, the little detail that where lost, the people who lived in the streets, the stray ones of the herd that where picked off. Slowly, but steadily the world, in fact, our entire reality is disintegrating. Slowly and surely everything disappeared, ceased to exist as if it was never there, leaving only darkness behind. Now there are only us, huddled in an abandoned classroom, unsure why we have been saved. The darkness is all around us, glossy yet does not reflect, perfectly still like a surface on a lake. Scatter around the room, we stare into the emptiness, each of us both glad to be living and felling hollowed out inside because of all that is lost, wondering about whether there is  a point in continuing. Suddenly it happened, a boy stood up silently, and without a warning walked straight into the solid darkness, which by now has dissolved in the outer walls. By now most of us are beyond caring, and continued to sit idly. Yet as more and more people rose up and was absorbed I began to fear again, what I thought was a numb and lost emotion resurfaces, filling up my hollow heart, with each passing moment I seem to be drawn to the darkness, slowing inching, slowing approaching, until it forms a cocoon around me, willing me to fall into its embrace. Suddenly I stood up, and that is when I know that my mind is lost, taken by the darkness, as my legs take me closer and closer to the last remaining doorway, I screamed. No sound came out of my mouth, instead my eyes glaze over and I can no longer see, I am in the dark.