As it grows darker.

I see them, they are happy. A few kids, at school, sitting around talking and making jokes. I see me as a kid. I'm sitting in a tree watching myself, he looks up and is smiling. I look into his eyes I don't see truth what I see is a lie. The world is starting to grow darker thunder is heard the kids get up and run to their mothers which should not be there but yet it grows darker. Clouds have taken over the sky, lightning and thunder are dancing around. The parents grin, there eyes widen. They start to change, finger nails grow longer, their arms turn into a rough purple red colour scale likish, they grow horns and wings, their faces extend and become narrow and they turn into demons. There is fire, the buildings are burning I see the kids starting to scream the world is in chaos they are screaming for help. I just sit there watching kids be slaughted by demons coming out of no-where I see myself get stabbed. I look into my eyes again, I recognize the pain and the sadness he has in his eyes now. Now I see how the world feels, happiness has gone. Nothing but darkness and death surrounding us all. We live to die I whisper to myself as I watch from the tree. He falls to the ground, lays there bleeding. Looks up at me one last time holds out his hand and says with his last breath. Help me, and dies. I sat and watched as he said that I jump out of the tree and walk away into the darkness smiling as I fade away.