Her eerie, sepulchral voice hauntingly
calls out to me from the ethereal depths.
Like sheep blindly following the dogs
I sequaciously follow it back to the
darkness of her ornately marbled crypt.
She reaches out to me from the misty veil
of the underworld and enticingly pulls me
into her evil inescapable clutches.
Blazing eyes of fiery red gaze silently
into my frightened green eyes as she slowly
places her ruby red lips upon my throat.
I gasp with horror as her long sharp white
teeth rapidly sink into my exposed flesh.
As I slowly fade into the darkness of immortality
I can hear her eerie voice quietly welcoming
me into the cold cruel world of the undead.
With my last mortal breath I scream NOOOOOOOOO
this cant be real!
Donavon Scott Vinson
