They're coming...

Every moment they come closer. Their lurking presence is frightening. Their proximity is paralyzing. As they draw near, all goes quiet. The only sounds are the wind in the trees, the shrieks and howls from their victims. The torment drives them to madness. They're coming closer, now. They inspire such awe. All else stops 'till they have passed. They are the scourge of Earth, the bane of humanity, a threat to our existence. They're so close. They can't be stopped. Nothing can be done to prepare for the coming slaughter. It happens often. All know it. All have felt their bite. None can stand against them. They're almost here. They're coming. They can't be stopped. Creeping, stalking, ever closer. Blood runs cold. Closer. Can't run. Can't hide. Closer. They're here.

Exams.

That is all.

May the Force be with you.
Qantravon