TickTock

Tick.
Tock.
The clock clicked rhythmically. It was 5 in the morning. Foggy outside. Walt Jonesson, all of 9, was up early, watching cartoons. His parents had told him repeatedly to stop, but he couldn't help it. He was hyper. He giggled as Finn and Jake bounced around Ooo, making butt jokes and saving Princess Bubblegum for the millionth time. A sudden creak from upstairs made him perk up.
He slowly got up, and crept up the stairs. He found that everything was... perfectly normal. He shivered slightly.
Suddenly, he heard a shatter of glass from downstairs, accompanied by an ear-piercing shriek. Walt ran downstairs. His parents, who were in their room only minutes ago, had vanished. His cat Jack, who was on the couch sleeping, had also disappeared. Walt, now unnerved and shaken, looked around and found no trace of broken glass, nor his family. Nothing. A schlop from behind him. He jumped, turned around, and saaw a bloody, shambling, malformed monstrosity crawling quickly towards him. Bones sticking out at odd angles. Flesh, melted and bubbling. Walt shrieked and ran to his room, the creature close behind. He dashed into his closet and locked himself in. The creature crawled away, he could see through the door. "Oh no. Oh no. Oh no," Walt repeated to himself. 
Scchhhhrrkkk.
Walt stiffened.
Something wet and warm dripped from the ceiling.
And he felt a single claw on his shoulder.
Category:Beings
Category:Micropasta