I looked around the darken night the blots shot from all directions the wind crescendoed and the carousel began to turn the roller coaster ran, the pier shook back and fore. The horses charged I ran. I looked towards the moon the final light faded I felt the air toughen and heard the pier creak. The darkness and the storm continued to grow. It was the darkest it could become I couldn’t see it was killing me draining me till finally the pier snap I began to run ever which till I felt the ground give way I feel to the ominous abyss.