NIGHTWALKER

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps follow me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He tastes my blood.

I fall into a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist

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