Sunday, October 12, 2025

What was that


 

What was that

I heard a voice

An evil spunding  whisper 

A sedonic laugh

Deep and foreboding 


What was that

I heard Footsteps coming my way

Slow and timed


What was that

Heavy breathing 

Like a monster stalking their prey

Ready to rip them apart limb from limb

Ready to devour their flesh to leave nothing but bone behind


What was that 

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