• Deep in the night
    It is said that there are things
    That crawl,
    crawl,
    crawl.


    Guising as witches, cats, werewolves,
    bloodsuckers, undead, and monsters alike
    It could be said of these four fiends
    that they believe they don't have reason
    To scream,
    scream,
    scream.

    They beg to be proven wrong.
    They wander.
    They whisper.
    They follow the leader.

    They follow their leader
    Who leads with venomous candied apples
    And the night of the All Hallows' Eve's darkness creeps to their face;
    Noticing this, the followers begin to run,
    run,
    run.
    Trip.

    Fall.

    Snap.

    They are swallowed by a creature's maw,
    maw,
    maw.