It was dark in the inner rooms of the bunker. Far away, from the cold metal desk I was sitting at, the red emergency light flickered on and off. Filling the chamber with light and then darkness.

I leaned back in my metal chair, waiting for his approach. Light, dark; light, dark; light, dark. Darkness...Darkness... Darkness...Darkness...
'It is here. It has come.'
Darkness...Darkness...Darkness...

The sound of the building machinery, echoed off the walls, the swishing of the fans, the drops of water, falling to the cold stone floors. Drip...Drop...Drip...Drop... Then I heard it, an unfamilure sound.
Click... Click... Click...
'It, approaches'...

I lay my hand on the steel table, my...