The premier scream, a shocking shriek. And from that moment, terror lurks. That banshee's bawl that brought them out. All will be hell now. The senses wail. Vision fails. And all that's heard is that beating heart. They're there. And there. They're up and down. They're in front of you. They're everywhere! And you never saw them once. Until it was too late. There's three now. There. And a corner behind. Your legs melt. Your thoughts are raped. And feeling falls away. Your mind is haunted now. Three become more. Comfort drifts. Too fantastical to grasp. The whispers, the screams, the beating heart rain over you. Your sanity floods with fear. Breath is heavy. Peace is breaking. Palms are sweating. I can't take it. I can't. I can't take it. Get away from me! And you run.
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