Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. They belong to their respective copyright owners, not me.
You walk down the street. It is eerily dark and silent. You quicken your pace. You turn a corner and stop dead in your tracks. A girl stands before you, holding a weapon of cold steel. Her eyes stare right through you and a cold feeling of dread comes over you as your breath quickens. The girl holds out her hand and says, "Come, let me lead you to the world of silence." Unwillingly you feel you hand raise to take hers. You try to move, try to get away, but you can't. Then you see the weapon raise, you try to scream but no sound comes out. You see the weapon drop slowly and then, silence…
A.N. I'm fairly new at writing poetry that doesn't rhyme, so this may not be the best out there. Please review.