The sky grew darker as the cloud grew and raced toward us. “What is that?” I whispered. I’d watched clouds turn to twisters for three years now, but I’d never seen anything like this before.
“I’m not sure,” Dillon answered. “It almost looks like…” He squinted. “Like birds or something. But there’s got to be millions.”
“Birds? Where did they come from?”
He looked at me and raised a brow.
“Yeah, okay. Guess you know about as much as I do at this point.”
As the cloud flew closer, pings of shock pulsed though my system. What the heck. Birds couldn’t do that. My heart felt as if someone had reached into my chest and squeezed.
“Dillon?” I doubled over and fell to my knees, and looked over to see him on the ground convulsing. What was happening?
Electric vibrations continued to rock my body and I too fell to my side. As the cloud descended upon us, I realized our birds were bats. Hundreds of millions of pudge-nose, vampire bats.
Even in these numbers, they should not have this affect, was the last thought I had before my heart stopped.