Dragging a blood soaked body
Down the hall into the basement
In the presence of nobody
Then cleaning up the placement

The lights are out, in a room I hide
Under a staircase secret door
Terrified as I cling on the side
While breathing less laying on the floor

Another body being dragged
And another, how many?
This house seems to packed
Everyone dead, alive if any!

A krampus out from where
HIDE! HIDE! I don't wanna die
If I beg, will it even care
The horned beast, master of lie

The floor clenched, I hope it doesn't find
Everything seemed quite
Then I felt a hungry breath from behind
****** eyes, breathing smoke, SLASH!

......and I too became quite!


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