My senior year I was beginning to slack a little in class. At least I was a little creative in my Lazy Days.
Slowly but surely the planet falls in the grasp of its greatest foe... us.
"It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open . . ."
It seems I was reading Frankenstein at the time (great novel by the way).