The day 200,000 people died started off badly. Really badly. Jordan Riley missed his flight and spilled his coffee on his suit, lost his bag and his phone died. In fact, he was just about the leave the airport, mid-curse, when the lights flickered and died, replaced by an eery red light that illuminated everything enough to see, but not enough at all and it made his stomach coil and knot. Things only got worse when everyone went quiet, God it sucked when everyone got quiet, and from the other side of the airport a young lady screamed. Everyone rushed to the doors, but Jordan stayed where he was. His phone. It flickered back to life. He saw a few others check their phones too and he saw them pale, and when he looked down there was only one word written: 

MOVE. 

When Jordan looked up, people were still screaming and shoving and crying, but Jordan didn't notice any of it. MOVE. Where? Move where? Away from what? Towards what? What was safe and what was not and MOVE away from someone? Something? Riley shuddered and looked around, saw others begin to dart away into the depths of halls and empty rooms and dead escalators and he began to walk away too, then jog, then run, then sprint until the only thing he could hear were his own footsteps. The only things he could smell were artificial soaps and cleaners. Taste the remnants of his coffee. Feel the remains of his coffee and a cold sweat on his back and clammy, shaking hands. The only thing he could see was the cavernous empty room ahead of him. Abandoned bags. Spilled food. Something move.

And Jordan took off. Sprinted like he hadn't in the longest time because something moved and it had eyes. Big eyes, eyes redder than the warning lights eyes that glowed, had bright red eyes that pierced the darkness of the room and teeth that shined for a moment in a grotesque smile before it moved, darted into the shadows. Someone screamed. Closer this time. Close to him. Jordan ran and he sprinted and he kept on keeping on before his phone flashed again and he stopped.

MOVE.

MOVEMOVEMOVEMOVEMOVEMOVEMOVE

And from the corner of his eye, Jordan saw the shadows smile.