Steadfast Slumber

Under the dim glow the television, our hero rests. A crust forms slowly over the hero's eyes, the world grows dim. His super senses fade away as sleep sets in. Just then a shadow passes! Darkness envelops what was once the light, frightful screams replace the once joyful laughter, the bountifully feast spoils and rots, flesh burns, and the wave of darkness shrouds the world.

The masses cry out for our hero, still deep in slumber. They pound and wail upon his chest begging and pleaing that he might wake. Save Us! They scream as death creeps into the doorway. As it strolls closer, the screams crescendo bursting into silence. Reaching out from its ragged gown, a dark hand rest upon our hero's shoulder. A sinister chuckle rings out loud followed by a empty sigh.
"Good Night, Sweet Heart"