Your walking down the stairwell, it's familiar.. it doesn't look familiar. It feels like your feet know it's way around. The dusty patterns and how it sounds with every step has raised a nostalgic hammering in the back of your head.

You find yourself engulfed in the smell of the surroundings, your positive. You know this place. But you can't remember. You keep going but you don't seem to see where they lead to.

It doesnt bother you. You keep going further.

You look at your feet, they look dusty. You wonder how that happened, shrug off the underwhelmed nastiness.

You take a step down, and raise your eyes...you're in a park.

No wait, it's too dark. But it's green and the trees look well kept. What is this place?

You follow the path ahead, you don't want to but you do. Because there's no where else to go. The stairs don't seem to be an option anymore. They're gone.

There's a brilliant glimmering in the distance, you run towards it. Your sprinting now..

Why?

Because you hear something approach, something huge. It's heavy and it's fast.. your out of breath.

You can hear growls, but you dare not slow down or look back.

You're close to the glimmer, it's blue it's radiant. You feel calm, you keep going...

You trip.

You feel a sharp pain.

You look down, your thigh bone is sticking out. You can't move, you are in absolute agony.

You hear for whatever it was that was chasing after you. But it's gone.

You sigh in releif, the darkness seems to fade. You look around.

The glimmer seems to be closing in. You panic n call your closest person someone who's going to pick up. You call your mom, you call every one.. no one receives.

You find a bright fluorescent Blue butterfly on your knee. It's beautiful.

You turn around there's a few more. You realise the blue glimmer was them. The panic seems to receed.

Another one perches by your shoulder, you lift a finger for another to sit. And one does.

Then two more sit by your feet. There's more on your back.

They're on your head, on your legs. They're everywhere. You feel like millions of needles stabbed u at the same time. You feel youself being drained.

You move, to get them off. It's futile.

You feel ur self passing out.

Your rising.

Floating away.

You look down, you see your lifeless, dried up, shrivelled carcass.

You look at yourself, you're one of them now. Brilliant, blue, bright...

Might as well join the party u thing to ur self...

And join the Swarm as you devour yourself.

(Img. Is not mine)