The rooms were dark
The halls all abandoned
My steps echoed like screams in the halls
There was blood on the stalls...
Tears stained the floors
Pain in the air
No hope left In here

Could this all be a dream?
Did I imagine the screams?
Is this real?
I cannot feel
Sliding down the walls
There was blood on the stalls

Like every other horror film
There was only one to survive
The rest weren't alive
They had taken a fall
There was blood on the stalls

His mother lay cold in a puddle of blood
I'd seen the room flood
Petrified by fear
I'd shed one long tear
To never hear her call...
There was  blood on the stalls