One second it was there then disappeared
how did I take that wrong turn
the sign read ‘Welcome to Hells End’
it was not on my survey map
did not see the dark spectre with a hood
in the window came a piece of wood!
Had I been brought to this dreadful arena
strapped in the car it would not start
shaking got out disorientated and alarmed
nothing stirred reluctantly walked
darkness had come with no warning
as it was only mid morning!
My cell phone was useless no signal
aiming towards a faint glow
spotting a movement I turned around
that figure was running my way
preparing myself for an instant attack
something cold hit me in the back!
It felt like I had fallen into freezing water
but nothing was in my sight
without hesitation took my chance
back to the car praying it must start
jumping onto the glass-covered seat
painfully now feeling the heat!
Luckily the keys were still in the ignition
after several turns the engine started
drove at speed trying to get far away
that ghostly shape there in the road
putting my foot down closing my eyes
the car began to fill with flies!
I had to look because I skimmed a tree
the adrenaline kept my foot to the floor
as the highway came quickly into view
sure my worries were now far behind
clear in my mind everything was fine
suddenly in front of me a sign!
It read Welcome to HELLS END!
Next memory a knock on the car window
walkers were concerned
now parked in a quiet country layby
no village anywhere
nor had anybody heard of such a place
gone without a trace!
The Foureyed Poet.