Hear the creaking of footsteps
In the dead of night
When you’re home alone
Do you dare leave your bed
To hunt out monsters?
-Kel Dayheart
By Kel Dayheart
Hear the creaking of footsteps
In the dead of night
When you’re home alone
Do you dare leave your bed
To hunt out monsters?
-Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 
Amazing poetry. Five lines dictating all of our nocturnal fears. Certainly chilling.
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