The full moon’s bleeding glow drowned the kingdom. Putrid carcasses of one-eyed monstrosities littered around my feet. Muffled prayers and sobs from the last vestiges of the royal family echoed from the locked door behind me. Mindless roars of frenzied hunger resonated throughout the palace halls. Breathless and unsteady, I braced for the approaching horde as my bloodstained sword and shield crumbled to dust in my grasp. Fallen comrades marched like disjointed marionettes; hexed corpses entwined with spiked, yellow vines paraded as one in chaotic harmony. Accepting my grim fate, I gazed out at a nearby window.

The moon blinked.