Laying in the blackest of dark, she only felt slightly worried. It must be some sort of solar eclipse. Then she heard a noise. Her heartbeat quickened. She tried not to panic. Then something touched her. She flinched. Unseen hands pushed her to the ground. The sensation was very unpleasant, yet she was not in any pain. Only the overwhelming need to take a shower plagued her.
After several hours, the fear was clamoring, but she dared not open her mouth. Then just as suddenly as it had started, it was over. The sun burst forth from the clouds once more.
She didn’t remember why she was lying in her yard reading a book. She must have fallen asleep. She arose and sauntered inside, heading straight for the bathroom. She showered and dressed, ready for another day. And she was starving.
She opened her refrigerator door and peered inside. Nothing piqued her interest. She heard her cat meow from the next room. Before she knew what was happening, the cat was gone and she was covered in blood.