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Creep into the darkness

The hairs on your neck rise

And stand on end

Feel the nerves under your skin start tingling

She movement out of the corner of your eye

See something moving in the shadows

Feel the horror and terror of the night

Hear the floorboards creak as you take each faltering step

Feel the warmth of the your blood

Running down your neck

As you you never heard and saw them Creeping from behind

You never even felt the sharpness or the shing steel of the knife

As it moved around to your throat

You made no sound not one note

This may be the most chilling story

That you have ever known

The ending of you life in a vivid horror show.