Drabble #4

Laughter spread out through the room, and echoed across the stone walls. It filled me with a feeling of happiness and dread, all at once. I shuddered, gripping the stone counter, my knuckles turning white as my breath picked up. Cold invisible hands grabbed my body firmly, fingers digging into my shoulders, through flesh and bone, freezing my blood. I know in that moment, like I have known things since I was a little child, that these people, these people that I love, these people that have become my family, they will all die, and I will die with them.