Look, over
there…
Shadows lurking
in darkness
Moving and
pulsing with unlife.
I feel the
pull,
Sense that I
am supposed to follow,
Supposed to
pursue the hidden.
It wants me
to walk down the hall,
Gloom fading
to total black
Where something
hopes I’ll meet my end.
I hear a
voice echoing.
It giggles
like a child
Hidden from
playmates seeking.
I clench my
fist and begin to race into the dark.
It knows I’m
there, no need to creep.
It wants a
confrontation, and it will get one.
This may be
my last decision
Before I am
attacked and destroyed
By forces
beyond this world
Lying at the
end of this hall
Waiting for me
to arrive.
But I will
give as good as I get.
If it thinks
I’ll scream and cower,
It has
chosen the wrong victim.
If it can
hurt me, I can hurt it.
And it will
discover that predators
Sometimes bite
off more than they can chew.
I step into
the darkness
And I smile.
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