No one saw

No one saw the sky growing dimmer, darker, heavier. Buried in their own universe.
I saw the sky growing dimmer, darker, heavier, nearer, and more dreadful. As if we got the position of hell wrong all this while.
The scent of acid washed over me and I could feel it soaking through the solid black clouds. Seemed as though the very molecule of water was disintegrated as the feeling of acid thickened--concentrated. I could taste the very air merely by breathing, the very same taste of a cheap metal spoon.
Nobody stirred as the prickly feeling at the back of the neck started. It could have been sweat. Sweat that spread like a web, spidery fingers that clawed the skin.