Th Music Box Suite

I stopped to rest in that quaint little town and I can attest to the fear I found there. It was late that night and they all wore a frown but I stayed despite the innkeeper’s stare. “The only room left is the Music Box Suite”; he sounded bereft as he held out a key. “I just want a room and bed with a sheet”. “It’s more like a tomb”; he mumbled at me. “I’ll take it”; I said, with a crack in my voice. I needed a bed and a solid night’s sleep; to this day I'mwondering about my choice. Had I made a blunder? That guy was a creep. But I went to the room, pushed open the door, the feeling of gloom was thick as pea soup. I hadthe feeling, I was there before; my head was reeling with thoughts in a loop. I lookedat the table and there was the box. Feeling unstable I took a deep breath. “The Music Box suite”; he lied like a fox. I felt his deceit and I thought of my death. Well I sat in a chair and open the box still unaware of my possible fate. It opened with ease without any locks and caused me to freeze, I’d taken the bait. Aballerina appeared,causing atrance; my soul disappeared as I faded away. I was drawn into her as I watched the dance, now all a blur, in a fatal ballet. So here I must stay in this music box hell and I can’t get away from this tiny space. Come open my box and see where I dwell, there are no locks, come take my place.