The things would come out of the sea and form a siege line, barricading us inside the dormitories. If you looked at one of the tar-black droplet creatures, really stared it in the eyes, you wold begin to change. We began to make out way toward the evacuation convoy, pulling out hoods over our heads and staring at the ground as we shuffled toward open ground. Our children had bags pulled over their heads. I saw that Ruth had Sofia, and I had Eve with me. As the night drew closer, and the attack became more and more imminent, there were fewer and fewer of us left as people succumbed to accidental eye contact. The eyes would become triangle and rectangle holes, the framing skin taking on a neon green or orange luminescence, as the transformation took place.
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