We Are Legion

Inching across the pavement, it hissed for me.
I stumbled across the broken lot, a graveyard for machines and vehicles. Their skeleton’s lay bare against the coming rain that I smelled on the horizon. And for a moment, I breathed in the air that harshly brushed against my sides, begging for my removal from its perpetual path.
It had now caught up with me and I was backed up against the concrete, then back of my head hitting hard stone. It skulked around the cars, jumped onto distant roof tops and finally began its prowl, playing it’s cruel game with my eyes, deep and nearly hypnotized from it’s constant cruelty and mimicry. It’s eyes were ice, in the dead of winter. Stilling all who laid their own eyes on it’s, reducing them to nothing but skin, and bone. Robbing them of their vitality and their validity to be alive. Yet, it beckoned me. Called me sweetly to it. Enticing me with the promise of rest and ultimate fullness, it smiled to me, bearing it’s bloody fangs as it continued it’s aplomb pursuit of me. As I begin to open my mouth to scream, it hurled itself across the space that separated us. Over taking me, it pinned me to the ground-a dissection, about to be mutilated for an unknown cause. It laughed harshly at the world and one of the last fighters in this horribly disfigured world. Here in my final moments, I slowly looked upward to the beast above me, it’s silhouette against the stormy sky, promising to haunt every dream that was secured in my future, no matter how dismal.
“Who are you?” My mouth softly stumbled upon the words as they left my being.
And the beast smiled, and whispered in all the voices that it ever stole. “I am Legion.”