A Vampire Moment
This is a vampire moment. Writhing and leech-like, it feeds on the warm lifeblood of time until it bloats beyond containment and bursts into reality. Here, inside this moment, shadows wind around each other as impossible creatures wait to be born from this cold, dark womb. They long to feed upon the deep, thick emotions of light and living, sinking warped teeth into the true reality to suckle out it’s nourishment.
You have felt the closeness of a moment like this before; the moment when you have forgotten where you are and why you were there, the time when you jolted awake desperate to breathe despite the tightening in your chest. Those are a taste of the horror as that moment squirms against your reality, your existence, a taste of the panic you would feel if that moment were to burst and drag your mind, screaming, into the vacuum of it’s abyss. Those creatures, those twisting shades, would seep into your mind and take it for their own.