Intermission with Hunter

As I lay in bed, I feel it closing in. The beat is slowing. My eyes are further closing. No one is here to see me off. Do you think they knew? That I was running out of time? How often did they think that I was slowly on the brink? The corners of the room are dark and it’s closing in. Soon I will be taken. Where is everyone?

 Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night to see your pet staring at the corner of your room?  According to your sight, nothing is there.  But the pet has a terrified expression on their face and can’t look away.  They stay like that for minutes and minutes.  Time goes by.  They are still right there looking at whatever they are seeing in that corner.  Some people say they can see apparitions or ghosts or spirits. Maybe they have the sixth sense themselves.  I guess we will never know…

Falling… falling… falling… Which way is up? Which way is down? Where am I going? It’s dark in here… But I hear the laughter … I hear voices surrounding me… I can’t see… What do I do ? It’s never ending … I just keep falling … There’s no end… It will never end…

You look out the window  But you cannot see. What is this feeling? It simply cannot be. Comes upon you  And feels you with dread. Surely you will end up dead. Lock your doors.  Run and hide. Nothing can stop it when it comes inside. Run…run… run…