AMARA

I live for your nightmares. You won't see me....hear me....or know me, but sooner or later I will come for you. Up from the ground, on the winds, or down from the sky. You will then see me.... you will scream.... you will die.
Aaron Wolfe wakes up unsure of where he is, surrounded by a darkness deeper than night with a distinctive metallic smell he could almost taste. Using the flashlight on his phone he makes a gruesome discovery. The smell is blood coming from the bodies of people who have...