FEAR..

FEAR.. The dried blood was encrusted on the edge And the words were scrawled with a knife in a dirty restroom stall The lock was broken and the door forgotten I found it hard to read, but then remembered There is a fourth eye. He was wet as he trembled in the cold Bleeding and crying in an unlit corner The Grinding Man, the killer of the forgotten He was checking off his list "We have already buried your strands, next we require your hands." The bathroom was dimly lit in flickering red A saw a face in the fractured shards of a mirror They were tools of murder "Arn't you worried?" said the red eyed rat "Your clock is leaking." He was running and sweating, naked in the stifling steam He had taken his clothes to make him ashamed, thats what he said He clawed at the concrete wall in a fit of madness He must find the "hiding cage" Chunks of red had lye there on the bed. The tiles were stained with words, Slice Her, Dice Her Dead End The face in the mirror shards stared through me "His name is Gorechter, maggot filth." I found it, I found it buried...... He panted, running through the glass, no longer caring It was buried, buried in the bathroom, hidden there The Eye of Leviathan The Mysteries of the Raven And the Riddle of the Crow. No one wants to die alone The humming grew, my pulse was irregular, the clotting had begun Vision faded in and out of view as the rat watched me dig desperately "He will bring you to the Crusher, the killer of souls." I feel it, yes its here.... "I am the place that screams are made." The bitter smell of rotted meat filled the air of this abandoned place. He could find him soon, he could scry "I am the Stir of Echoes, The Slicer, The Cataract, Murderer of the Helpless and Lost." A cackle echoed down the damp corridor as he cried alone. The face in the mirror shards was growing as I began to spasm Coughing blood into the dark hole as I held it "He is here now, he will burn you, feed on you." The mirror was vacant and my heart failing I crushed it and the world around me blackened, sucked into a downward spiral. Ending what I began. I found it buried in a well. "Its so pretty, what is it?" Want it? ..