In my dream death is everywhere.
Old decrpit buildings covered in filth, with shattered windows, and battered remnants tower before me.
No matter which way I turn my eyes see only rot.
Barely any souls here as I walk alone on this dismal planet.
The Earth is littered with black ooze, squirming and gestating something I can not and dare not bare to imagine.
The black ooze begins to screech and shriek  even though they have no mouths.
I scream as I cover my ears, but it does nothing to block out the foul and horrid sounds.
Like a horrible siren only a hundred times worse.
Somehow I manage to escape this awful wailing.
Thousands of black creatures that swarm like locust cover […]