Day 208

It wasn't raining when you went to sleep but now it was pouring.
It wasn't regular rain either, this sounded more... solid.
Like hail, perhaps?
You were too tired to get up and check either way.

So you tried to go back to sleep.
Tried being the imperative, the rain was getting louder.
As the rain softened you noticed how inconsistent the hail was.
And how wet it sounded.

Stumbling upright you open a curtain and peer out.
The ground was covered in chunks of something red...meat maybe?
You thought about going out to investigate but caught movement to your left.

Seems your neighbour had the same idea as you.
They were almost wading across the path, but it didn't look that deep.
About halfway along your view they stopped and began frantically tugging at their leg.
They were sinking quite fast.

You went to open your front door but stopped frozen as their cries became shrieks
became silence...

Everything was silent outside.

You stood by your front door heart pounding.
Waiting.

Taking a deep breath you yank your door open to see the street covered in this...stuff.
A hand is poking out from it about where your neighbour had been.
That was your destination, maybe you could help them.
Or at least recover what's left of them.

Your first step outside had your leg sinking up to knee level.
Your next put you evenly about a foot and a half down.
Moving through whatever covered the area was like being knee deep in concrete.
Each step was like lifting weights.

Eventually you reached the hand and began to pull at it.
The body lifted up easy.
You had them by the elbow when suddenly their hand grabbed your arm tightly.
Their grip was painfully tight, you heard a loud snap and your arm was in agony.

It started pulling you down.

Fatigued by the walk over and overwhelmed by the pain in your arm you let them drag you.

The last thing you see, before your head goes under, is your neighbour's smiling face
inches away from you.