Snap. Crack
It’s late and I am watching tv
While it storms outside and the rain pours down
... Perfect conditions for The Old Lady
I feel her presence
Though I cannot see her yet
The room has gone cold -
There is a looming threat
Then I hear a low whisper,
An inaudible murmuring
Repetitive and getting louder
Intense and agonizing
She appears before me..
Her eyes roll back in her head
Her body lifts off the ground
Her arms stretch out, widespread
Then she screams
A terrible scream to make blood curdle
And as she spasms,
I reach out to help her
Just as my hands touch her skin
There is a flash of white light...
I am suspended in the air -
I can’t move, I can’t fight
The Old Lady circles around the room
Except she is no longer elderly
With long brown hair and warm eyes
She is beautiful and could pass for thirty
She smiles at me
The devil flickers behind those eyes
“No one will know where you have gone
And no one will hear your distant cries”
Pain sears through my heart
And radiates through my entire body
Next thing I know it is morning
And I awake with my dog laying on me
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