The mist encases whilst the nightmare chases...


1. nightmare

The mist encases whilst the nightmare chases,

Suffocating the lungs of the lost girl,

The quiet deafens and the darkness beckons,

The mist grapples at her ankles, 

Scratches lace her pale skin and ghosts smirk with cruel grins,

It travels up her long thin legs,

Sucking the life from her,

Each vein begins to flatten with the loss of contents,

Her heartbeat slows and begins to falter,

Her white skin turns transparent,

She begins to fade away,

Her toe touches cool water and she only just feels it,

It awakens her,

She is dying no more,

The nightmares only come once a year,

Trick-or treat time is when they appear.


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