Crouched in corners,
Hiding, waiting,
Ready to creep out, grasp your neck with cold fingers.

White masks glowing, haunting.
Circling you, hunting you, waiting for the right moment to cast the gruesome spell.
Waiting to kill you.

Dirty claws, reaching out from the darkness,
Muffling screams- No one hears your cries.
You are all alone, but for the shadowed killers.

Cold darkness wraps about you,
Sending you to the depths of the ocean.
The cold envelopes you, making you a part of it.

Death.