I saw the human race fall and monsters arise in their place. Millions of these creatures attacked those humans who remained, devouring flesh with an insatiable hunger. They tore flesh from the bone, drenching their rage with blood. They had no remorse, no guilt, and served no purpose except bringing death wherever they went.
I had nightmares for more than five years every night after it all began. I would wake up screaming, which, as you can imagine, is an extremely bad thing with Fallen around every corner. One of my parents would stay awake if they could just to cover my mouth when I woke in the middle of the night.
Despite that fact, there were still many close calls where my parents narrowly escaped due to my night terrors. They did their best to find the most secluded places to bed down or safely stay for short periods. However, there was never any real guarantee Fallen wouldn’t hear me and murder us all because they had.
They must have really loved me to not just have left me in the middle of the night while I slept. I know they would have been better off if they had.