Emma was fast asleep in the big bed. She tossed and turned in her sleep. Usually, if Emma dreamt of something or someone, it would happen. For instance, she had a dream her grandma was in her bed sleeping. When Emma woke up to see her grandma, she passed away. In the real world... that happened a few days later. This dream was a pretty weird and scary one.

Her parents were still on their way home. They were talking about what they would do when they got home. When the passed the Missouri state line, they stopped in front of this shadowy figure.

"Hey, didn't Emma mention a shadow here when we were driving?" questioned Mike.

"Hmm... Yeah!" replied Elle. "Let's go take a look at it."

"No, I'm not going out there. You can, but I am going to stay here." Elle was fine with that. She stepped outside the car. When she set foot on the wet road, the shadow was gone. She was looking all over for it, then she heard a scream that sounded like Mike. Elle saw something trying to choke him and Mike was struggling to fight back.

Mike always carried a pocket knife for protection. He grabbed it and tried to stab the figure. Try after try, he still missed. The figure grabbed the pocket knife out of Mike's hand.

"No! Give it back!" he commanded. Elle was in shock. She was too scared that she couldn't even move.

"'No! Give it back!'" the figure mocked. "DIE!" Then went, Mike. He was laying motionlessly in the driver's seat. Blood all over his neck, and pieces of flesh sticking out from the cut.

Elle shrieked and tried to run, but a force stopped her from running. "You're next," the figure warned. It put the knife against her throat.

"N-no, please..." she trembled. "I have a daughter."

"Don't worry," it gave the evil grin. "She will be fine." Then, Elle's neck sliced in half. Her head plopped to the ground, blood squirting from her neck, her body flopped. The shadow stabbed her body nineteen more times. Blood squirting everywhere. On the nineteenth stab, intestines came out from Elle's beaten body.

"Yum," the figure drooled at the look of it. It took a bite of the intestine with blood seeping out. The blood washed off some black paint on the body and revealed some human skin. She wiped it off and human skin was revealed.

"Dinnertime!" she called out. All of a sudden, a hoard of black shadows came running in. The washed off there paint and started eating the body. Except for one, Hannah was the unusual one in the group. She didn't eat human flesh, she only ate animal meat and berries. "Would you like some?" the leader offered.

"Nah, I'm good," she mumbled.

"More for us then," the leader shrugged and continued devouring the body.

"You guys act like animals!" Hannah boomed. Everyone stopped and glared at her. "Your eating humans! Have you ever noticed that you're a human too?" She walked to Wisconsin. 'I have to warn that girl,' she mumbled.