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Alone at night the creature dwells
Angry, afraid, longing to ease the hunger
Locked up within her mind is the urge
To kill. To maim. To feed.
She fights to control it, to bury it.
She loses.
Alone at night the creature hunts
Waiting, stalking, frantic for the kill
A young boy sits near her, crying
Pain-filled. Terrified. Alone.
She runs, fearful of his innocence.
He laughs.
Alone at night the creature hides
Crying, in pain, scared of the echoing laughter
Knowing that she is no longer the hunter
Becoming the hunted
Trembling. Fearful. Petrified.
She hears his footsteps, the lonely child.
She screams.
Alone no longer the creature runs
Leaping, jumping, fleeing the death behind her
He lunges from a shadowed doorway
Hungry. Screeching. Laughing.
His teeth sink deeply into the flesh of her throat, blood gurgling.
He feeds.
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