The Bat

A stood in the middle of a field, a mansion behind me, but unable to enter, my pops old picture camera at hand, no way out. I can't see anything, anything... except bats. Bats as huge as dogs, in quantities of mosquitos, but way more deadly. I can't enter the house, as I'll just be greeted with more of them. I can't run away as the cars are filled with bats. I can't exit the opposite way as it's a very large cliff. I'm just completely surrounded, by bats. Don't understand? Let's back up a little bit. OK, I'm a 18 year old dude, obsessed with computers, Ipods, etc. At least I'm not the only one. I just graduated from high school, and I promised myself I would visit my grandfathers mansion right after. Why? He had promised me a reward, which I dodn't expect much, as it was my grandpa, but he was a good friend of mine, so I might as well. So, I got in my car, turned on LMFAO, and drove to his house, or mansion, same thing. As soon as I got there, I jumped out of my car and ran to the door. I opened it up wide and ran inside to greet my grandpa. Sure enough, he was on his Silver colored chair as usual. He chanted my name two times as I hugged him as tight as I could. He was old, but he sure was tough, I can tell you that. So, to make a long story short, we talked forever, watched some Jeopardy, and ate a snack. Usual stuff. Pop was a great guy, so it was awesome to hang out with him for a while, even though Nan passed away half a month ago. I think he mostly got over that by now. So, after the show ended, and my snack was gone, I asked him about the suprise. "I thought you never ask", he said, with a nice little grin. He took me downstairs, and made me close my eyes. It was ten seconds before I could open my eyes, and it was an old Superman comic and what seems to be an even older camera. I hugged my pop really hard. "Try the camera out", he said happily. He showed me how to use it, and, besides being a little heavy, it was still pretty awesome. The pictures were black and white, but camer out really good. But then, something took a turn for the worst. A huge crash was heard, as me and pop ran outside. The entire attic had collapesed! We stared in shock, but we didn't look long. A loud buzzing sound was heard. We started running to the side of the house to see what it was, and if you were there, you wouldn't believe it. Bats. Thousands of them. Who knows where the heck they came from, but even more scary, I think they were the ones who made the attic collapse. As soon as they saw us, they gave a chase. We ran, but Pop couldn't run long. He fell down hard, and I tried to help him up, but he was to heavy. The bats were coming closer. Just before they came, I ran inside again. I tried helping my pop, but couldn't. The next thing was the worst I've ever seen. The bats were EATING my pop. They were probably Vampire bats, but you never know. I just stood in horror as my pop was screaming my name, over and over again, while bleeding heavily. The camera was still in my hand, and I should've took a picture, but was to scared to. Just before my pop completely silenced, which just to clear things up, yes I was crying, I heard a buzzing sound in the house. I completely ran out of the house, into the swarm of blood covered bats next to a corpse with eyeballs hanging out and tounge completely unattached. So, every direction, like I said in the beginning, was blocked, except the cliff, so I took 3 pictures, with only one still existing, and I jumped...

I awoke several days later in a hospital, somehow alive, but even more shocked when I asked about my pop.

"Norman Rideout? Never heard of him."

So, they never found the corpse, at least that's what I'm guessing. I just hope they'll find it soon. I mean, I loved my pop. He was my best friend...

It's been a month, and I can't live with it anymore. I let my pop die, I saw him die, and every day, the only noise in my ears is buzzing.

Yes, this is a suicide note, just in case you're wondering, but if you're going to complain, it all happened, I can't explain just how the bats came to be, and it's as dramatic as it was that night, where those god forsaken monsters came and killed my grandfather. They ruined my life, and are the reason for it about to end.

Those Damn Bats.