31 Days Of Flash Fiction - Day 5

Happy Saturday everyone!

The plague came a year ago today.
It crushed us, pummeled humanity under a relentless fist of death until we were few. Only hundreds immune.
But all that succumbed didn’t die.
I don’t know what it does to the body, but when we don’t perish, we grow.
Tall. Unbelievably tall.
And hungry.
They come at night, on long legs too fast to outrun, too tall to hide from, their eyes seeing far in the dark.
But tonight is different. All day I’ve had a tingling in my bones.
Tonight I’ll un-barricade the door.
And hunt.