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The dark night sky lit up by the moon

Eerie clouds strewn

Slowly dragging thier tortured twisted forms like saddened spirits

You lay in your bed

So safe

Sheltered from the horrors of the night

Nothing can touch you now... right?

A cold current of air brushes past your bed

A chilling feeling racks your body

A soft low thud faintly heard in the house

Perhaps nothing...

What is this feeling of anxiety that has taken your mind?

Something is wrong...

So terribly wrong!

A pair of eyes are watching you in the dark...

You can feel them on your back

An evil presence chokes the air around you

You dare not breath

Not to move a muscle

Your muscles are getting tired from strain...

Sweat now rolls in beads down your back

Slowly...

Ever so slowly you sink deeper into the covers

A glint!

A faint flash of something in the room!

You blink your eyes... they are so sore

Perhaps you are being silly

Of course you're being silly!

There is no reason to be scared...

Feeling fear would be illogical

Logic...

Science...

These are the real things in life

Oh but believe me boy!

I am so real.

And as wicked as the instrument of death that hangs in my hand.

My eyes now locked onto the back of your skull

I have only one purpose

One terrible goal.

You've probly forgotten

You've most likely no clue

For years and for years now

It's been me stalking you

All you love shall now suffer

Your close family and friends

You'll watch with pure horror

While thier lives I will end

And finally when your gagging on your very on blood

And your loved ones are dead and all covered in mud

You will see

Oh, you'll see

Then you'll finally see

You were wrong

So dead wrong

Now give back her to me