Fear spread through their bodies
Four young people in the night,
Two girls and two boys
They were in a state of fright,
Within a house they sought to search
It was derelict and so run down,
They saw no harm in creeping in
Just to have a wander and look around,
But they found something within there lurking
And their fear was now palpable and profound,
They feared every creak and movement
Every shadow and every sound,
There were cobwebs all around them
And spiders and rats they abound,
In one room there was a plague of flies
Making an incessant humming sound,
The floorboards rotten by the termites
Your foot could easily go through the wood,
Old furniture covered in dust were scattered here and there
They’d escape this place if they could,
But every room led to another
And no exit they could see or find,
And without any lights other than their meagre torch
They found themselves to be night blind,
Yet this presence seemed to stalk them
And their fear was just about too much to take,
Then in a room with two doors
They went their separate ways,
One boy and one girl divided up to find a way out,
Then one couple heard a scream from the other
And the sound of them run and shout,
Panicking they ran through different rooms
Until finally finding the front door,
They ran to it and they flung it open
And could not believe what they saw,
A church grave yard with gnarly trees
And their friends hanging from two of these,
Gutted and bleeding out yet they could still plea
Despite just how much they did bleed,
Suddenly the two who were not hung
Felt themselves rising off their feet,
In moments they found they were also hanging too
Gutted and hanging from other trees,
And a little girl and boy appeared
And said you’ve all been very silly,
Entering the house of evil, murderous deeds
And now they were next for killing,
But not without a great deal of suffering
And the children’s eyes bled and turned to black,
Then fangs appeared and claws for hands
Then in a heartbeat they attacked,
Nobody heard the four Young’s peoples screams
And their loss was a mystery to their community,
Put down as runaways and missing persons
Let me tell you one important thing,
Keep in check your need to know things and hold back your curiosity
It not only kills the cats but will just as easily,
Be the death of you and me.
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