"I....Idk.... who was he"

“I… I don’t know where to start,” my voice cracks, Hands shaking, cold sweat crawling down my back. I wipe my eyes—but the tears won’t stop. "You won’t believe me… no one does." It was dark—too dark— Not just night, not just shadows. Something else… something wrong. They came for me—things— Cold hands pulling, dragging… I couldn’t breathe. “I—I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t listen.” My chest tightens, a tremor in my throat. “They whispered… things no human should hear. I felt them—tearing—pulling me out of myself.” I curl my fists, knuckles white— “I was dying… or worse.” And then— He came. The air split, sharp and heavy— Like the whole world held its breath. And I… I felt him. “I didn’t see his face—God, I didn’t dare look— But everything—everything—changed when he arrived.” My voice drops to a whisper, my heart thundering. “The whispers stopped. The hands… let go.” They were terrified. Terrified of him. “I heard his steps—slow, heavy, like the earth bent beneath him. And the things—those things—begged him for mercy.” I choke on the memory, tears blurring my sight. “But he… he doesn’t show mercy.” “They burned, Doctor… I smelled it—flesh, smoke— He tore through them like they were nothing.”