To the basement the men walk,
with knowing eyes,
they descend upon,
A childish cry,
They stood still,
with their eyes wide,
and the hair on their backs,
going straight to the sky.
Continuing forward,
They reach for their axes,
light their torches,
as the demons crying,
turning into a sigh,
The demon stared,
Into the men's eyes,
and dissolved away,
into the night,
with a deep cackle,
the shadows begin to move,
and acquire a victim,
As everyone races for the door.
**** To be continued ****
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