The Bloodied Chronicles
Alice woke to the sound of flawless silence; no birds cried, no crickets chirped, no sirens wailed. She sat up in bed, yawning and peering around her room as she reached over to her bedside table for the glass of water she had left there when she had gone to sleep. As she started to drink, she noticed that there was a vibrant red light seeping through her window, a sight that wasn’t common unless there was a fireworks display happening and, while this realization would have comforted Alice, and allowed her to drift back to sleep, finding comfort in the fact was a nit hard to do, as the silence pressed on, meaning there were no fireworks tonight.
Since that wasn’t the case and Alice wasn’t comforted, she pulled off her covers and approached her window, the light causing her to shield her eyes against it. The moment that she opened the curtains, her perception of ‘normal’ changed. The entire neighborhood looked exactl