It was a dark and quiet night.
Alone I was, or so it seemed
Until I heard voices, to compound my plight
In the eerie evil forest as I dreamed.

In bolted motion, I marched on
Swiftly across an ocean of fallen leaves.
Running to what could be my ultimate destruction,
For I heard the piercing cry of a miss.

Arriving at the scene, I stood still;
With blood boiling........ To be continued
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