The door suddenly swung open and the victim was slain, Found deep in the woods with their throat slit, lifeless eyes frozen forever wide, Darkness masked the evils of the ruthless killer. Dusk's dark and clovened sky, a subtle sign, An eerie stillness hangs over us, drowned in unnatural quietness, Across the wailing wind we could hear the anguished cry. A demented smile yet circles his lips, flickering light flicker high, "Well this is it, right?"