It was a throbbing, unpleasant sound.

The thudding rhythm not unlike that of a heartbeat. It wasn't exactly heard so much as it was felt, reverberating through each of their bodies.

But it wasn't their own. It seemed to come from the very air around the, the ground beneath their feet.

As the sun began to sink lower, drifting further towards the horizon, and the shadows grew longer, something felt strange to them. Unnatural.

It felt as if they were steadily going out of synch with the world around them.

And then they could see it. The entire world froze.

Every single person around them stopped moving.

The breeze died.

Every sound ceased.

They could still move, but they were seemingly alone in their ability to do so.

And then every single person was gone.

The scenery remained, but it was empty. The sun was gone, as well, an enormous moon seeming to dominate the sky, which was otherwise without a single star.

If they were to look down, they would discover the ground beneath them was red. Further observation would lead to a far more unpleasant discovery.

There was blood, everywhere. The concrete beneath their feet was coated in it. Walls, buildings, splatters of what could only be blood adorned most surfaces. It stood out even more against the pitch black of the buildings, who had lost all their identifying features. Even the shadows seemed strange, almost purple on coloration.

The heartbeat sound had only grown louder.

And then it would be hard not to look. Somehow, some way, their eyes would be drawn to it.

A great, looming spire, a jagged shape jutting above all other structures in the city, like a spear thrust towards the moon.

There was a shuffling, wet sound behind them, and-

They were back.

As if nothing had happened, the world was suddenly back to normal. People were still around. There was light and life aside from themselves again.

Even the tower was gone.

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