Creeping,

In the dark,

You start,

To think,

To blink,

And see

Shadows.

Figures,

Against

The wall,

They're tall.

With red

beady eyes.

You try

To shake

Them from

Your mind.

But they stay.

Dancing,

Against dim

Blue lighting.

You're fighting,

As they veer

In your direction.

No protection.

Nothing to ward,

Clawing forward.

Grabbing and

Demanding

A final chance,

To dance

With you.