Walking down and through the halls

I can hear that the walls are breathing

"If you want to stay alive," they hiss,

"You should probably start leaving."

I ignore the calls and wonder down

The walls don't fight, instead they frown

And the faces disappear.

"Come," says a voice up ahead.

"There is no need to fear."

I clench my fists and stride on down

Into the heart of this place

The doors open for me, already calling

I stop at the sight of her face.

"Oh girl," she chants, "oh girl," she chants.

"Prepare for your painful death."

She snaps her fingers, and my head is dizzy

She takes my final breath.