The cold clammy fingers of night creak slowly across the floorboards as I stare at the flickering fireplace my heart begins to up pace to race
The flooding feelings that all is not safe brings panic to my terrorised mind in haste I feel hands on my shoulders yet I cannot look around for I am frozen in fear as I know death is here
He plays with my hair twilling it round his bony fingers then leans down to whisper in icy breath did you really think you could escape me did you really, he sniggers say goodbye to the light