I arrive at dusk. The Mountain cabin seems quiet, almost lifeless Mountains pierce the skies she sits, stares at me from the dark The curtains move inside dirty windows. The door opens as I climb the wooden steps. Invisible eyes greet steps moan my presence door open, waits to swallow me I step inside and immediately I feel the dread. As my eyes focus, the unshakable feeling of being watched washes over me. Darkness embraces me eyes all around banister grows from the gloom I hear a blood curdling scream. Looking up, I see her, transparent, growing near. Dead eyes find my own gown flows, she sings a song of pain I turn to run and watch the outside disappear behind the slamming door. I close my eyes and wait for death. House swallows me screams of death fall on uncaring eyes. © TGReaper, 2002 Artwork © Unknown Artist All Graphics © Dark Midnight Designs