It was pitch black as entering the fort
with a group to investigate
an odd atmosphere within thick walls
said to linger in the stale air
here a fortification for a thousand years
with cells rising several tiers!
Hearing sounds like doors slamming shut
screams of pain and anguish
even before exploring the dark corners
built of granite on putrid land
in the blackness harried souls are near
empty eyes at you peer!
Whispering voices cursing your presence
in that dank atmosphere
that stench of death make you wretch
as the darkness overwhelms
shadows dart about in that dense place
this is the teams base!
Dividing into two groups of three they started
their investigation of the fort
for a couple it was not a wise decision to come
their demise was assured
sat for a while watching the camera monitors
as a mist rose from the floors!
It gradually came into the cameras sight
not observed by the crew
who had never experienced such terror
on any investigation before
slow footsteps were heard very close by
something there did pry!
Feeling isolated gave them a radio warning
that the mist was there
desperate to escape could it be too late
to reach the base room
figures formed in their path visually real
as a female made a loud squeal!
Immediately rushing to assist the troubled teams
as an eerie silence met me
finding everyone unconscious the mist gone
panicking unable to summon help
dragging them one by one to the base room
into light from the gloom!
Strange noises and movements just carried on
when all six were extracted
called for help on my phone in the court-yard
support soon arrived
two had been strangled and pronounced dead
disbelief filled my head!
We had not realised what lurked in the fort
police said no foul play was sought
they found no explanation in their report
there were no humans to be caught!
So what really did happen there?
The Foureyed Poet.