No way out!
In that old church the hair on my neck sprung up to the sound
of my name being screeched in the air.
I was tip-toeing through the creaking,
cockroach infested hallways… When suddenly
the library door exploded open, right there…
I felt the cold air creep past, my bare arms and "whoosh"
past my neck as I darted for the exit in a
horrid wreck!
What happened next seemed like a complete haze… My mouth oozed with the metallic taste of blood, while my eyes were ablaze.
I halted to a stop at the "shhhh" in my ear…
The insane voice in my head gave a spine chilling whisper "Stop, running will only make me shriek." My eyes flashed
back and forth as quick as a mouse… Looking for a way
out… I had just taken my last breath.
That's right, you guessed it… I had been ruled over by
death. That's why I don't beckon you to go … to the old church on Ronaldson Road.