Unfinished Draft of 3rd Short Story

     I slammed the door shut behind me. It hadn't seen me. Still, i locked the door. I was safe, for now anyway. The room was pitch black, minus the glow of the roaring flames left behind from the monster that was hunting me. From the orange light creeping under the doorway i could see that bits of the floor glistened. I searched around for a light switch near the door. I found it and the room lit up with a soft, white glow. A number of bodies i didn't care to count was revealed to me. The glistening bits of the tiled floor were pools of blood. It smelled like death, a refreshing step up from the smell of burning flesh i had just left. There was an astonishingly loud roar from outside, and everything fell silent. Eerily silent, hold the soft buzz of the fluorescent lights. Then, the blood on the floor began to move, to rise, to take shape. I pulled out my only weapon: a handgun I got off of a fallen police officer. I'd never used a gun and this one only had a few shots left in it. In no time at all i was standing before a small army of beasts. They were at least 7 feet tall. Their faces resembled that of a human skull only the teeth interlocked and we pointed and razor sharp. Their backs were hunched and the vertebrae in their spines appeared to have black, glistening spikes growing from them. Their arms and legs were long and slender. They had large hands and fingers were replaced with black claws that had glowing red veins flowing through them. The lights began to flicker and just before they went out completely, I watched them rush toward me. I dive to my left and my head slams into something metallic though i can't tell what it is in the darkness. I can hear their roars and the echos make it impossible for me to tell where they're coming from. I jump up and let out a war cry, firing wildly into the black room. One of them lets out a cry and I see the teeth and eye sockets of one of them light up a bright red and fall to the tiled floor.