Ice cold darkness oozing up your spine
Shivers crawling, far from benign
A soft whisper carried on breeze of discontent
Prescience of intentions malevolent
Sensations ripple from shadow to scalp on fire
Nature recedes and by its retreat conspires
One tiny step toward fate is all it takes
Legs on fire refuse while muscle shakes
No going back and forward won't work
Panic palpable, rising terror as malignant spirit smirks
Nauseous wave crashes through mental wall
Too late to escape insidious thrall
A touch to cheek from spectral fingertip
A disembodied scream as your soul is ripped
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