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2. ghosts

The ghost is coming to steal my soul

I try to run but fail

I can feel the cold breeze on my skin

I see blood red slim ozzing down the walls

I can feel the cold breath on my spine

I try to call for help but can't get through

I hear whales down the end of the hall

I try to run but can't make my legs move

I can hear the footsteps getting closer

More are coming help me what do I do

I feel their cold slippery wet hands on my shoulder

I feel them dragging me towards the door

It's to late for me help the others run

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