Delicate Disquiet
The tubular of my inner ear vibrates with some distant echo. Screams indescribable. A shrill beast crept uneasily. After an endless moment, the deep, soulless groan ceased the churning of sounds. I imagine the creature will move more quickly now, taking mere moments for the spread of disease to reach my spine. Another distorted cry released to the languid wind. A battle call. The breadth of humanity cradling last hope. This was the signal to run.
