Slogans!

Before entering were confronted with slogans

large sprawled letters still dripping

seemed like blood on the vandalized entrance

put on their guard the trio

had no idea what to expect within structure

graffiti was on every wall

even on doors and the rubble strewn floor

a pentagram added to the decor!

 

Urban explorers found the isolated mansion

recently told about its existence

without any facts only vague information

started to investigate the rooms

full of bravado unaware of the dangers here

it was dark within a foul odor

hung heavily in the stale air they inhaled

as up the rickety stairs scaled!

 

Flooring unstable dust made them cough

cracking sounds was it natural

or did something wait in the shadows

whispering came from a room

nobody was within a ceiling fan rotated

yet there was no electricity on

after they nearly fell through the ceiling

upstairs was no longer appealing!

 

In the basement to blood was spattered

they had a bad feeling here

symbols on the walls and a cracked mirror

a ghastly face for a second

was seen glaring back at them panicking

made their desperate exit

falling onto the overgrown grassy pathway

their humility on display!

 

Sweating but shivering with cold and fear

feeling they were being observed

every sound made them more paranoid

in all their travels never before

sensed such dread wanting to get away

yet as they stumbled confused

recounting that image in the mirror seen

was terrifying and obscene!

 

They were found delirious on the roadside

none able to communicate

as the truth of their experience did hide

with morbid curiosity knew

they had to return as it had petrified them

life was about thrill seeking

often travelling all over the world to explore

an online audience wanting more!

 

On a camera that image was safely stored!

 

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Underground!

His heart pounded feeling tense

relieved to shelter as rain fell

heading into the underground

his normal daily activity

after work in the city of London

end of the week loomed

regular trip home to his village

a contrast from daily rage!

 

Noticed the atmosphere changed

people still scurried about

usually too busy for interaction

yet this evening so different

staring at each other as if agitated

lighting seemed dimmer

within knew something was wrong

nor busker singing her song!

 

Down on the steep moving escalator

that made him feel faint

unsettling the airflow became heavy

specs of red like a trail

covered the usually pristine flooring

whaling sounds echoed

in the tunnels of the underground

now on platform southbound!

 

Normally crowded nobody was here

corpus amounts of blood

spread out as if bodies were dragged

heading into the dark tunnels

the smell of death made him retch

being the only person there

heard scratching noises very close by

as a creature above him did fly!

 

Falling over it then hovered overhead

as another monster crawled

upon the platform human like walking

upon all for limbs like a dog

panicking slipping on the bloody trail

fighting off the thing above

managed to reach the ascending stairs

as flying beast his flesh tears!

 

Then a yelling group of young passengers

scrambled on the escalator

fighting each other wildly trying to escape

climbing over the bodies

those who had succumbed to the savagery

swooping down on victims

many tumbling to the writhing horror below

with no strength had to let go!

 

He and a the few still able to run unaided

reached unresponsive gates

had to climb over in desperation to escape

neared the exit folding gates

but were locked as if staff quickly departed

trapping them within to expire

certain their fate was sealed it slid back

enough to avoid final attack!

 

Only four stood shaking were evacuated

thankful to have been liberated!

 

But this was not the only invasion from below!

 

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Home!

Weary and disillusioned they came home

left as boys returned old men

within their minds and damaged bodies

too many lost in the trenches

sinking and dying in deep stinking mud

for country spilling their blood!

 

Longing to be back with family at home

conditions not for any creatures

that deafening noise of exploding shells

crouching in those hell pits

like burrowing moles never dry or warm

trying to survive the brutal storm!

 

Chocking those without protective masks

mustard gas like a yellow fog

seeped in without  mercy a silent killer

nor raising heads as snipers aimed

across no mans land the soldiers waited

far away the officers debated!

 

In safety top brass making the decisions

of when they had to attack the foe

like moving chess pieces on the board

lives were put in jeopardy

for the gain of just a few feet of territory

whose was this savage glory?

 

Millions have perished so it will continue

the never ending cycle of war

peace it is said no profit can ever be made

the majority are but pawns

from the 1914 to 1918 quoted Great War

nothings changed what else is in store?

 

Surely most want peace and unity for all

or will it go on until mankind does fall?

 

The soldiers just want to go home!

 

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Uncharted!

Excitedly they boarded the truck

to take them to base camp

for the start of their adventure

to explore icy wastelands

scientists and good friends bound

for uncharted ground!

 

Setting off in a heavy snow storm

rising up into the mountains

after several hours decided to stop

for the night it was tiring

placing their tents close together

protection from the weather!

 

Told wolves were known to roam

before settling down

saw lights darting in the distance

then they went to sleep

for any deadly danger not aware

or in the vicinity of any lair!

 

Communications could not be made

putting it down to weather

but after four days the team at base

became very concerned

sending a search and rescue squad

through thick snow trod!

 

The mist hung low over the mountains

came upon three tents

each badly torn in one a body laid

mutilated a look of terror

another just in night-gown bare feet

the mood became downbeat!

 

Another body found without clothes

soon two close together

frozen also mutilated fear on faces

what had happened here

then three days before anymore

such a vast area to explore!

 

The rest just in night attire here so cold

it was though they fled

in fear of their lives happening quickly

yet there were no tracks

but only of those who were deceased

not of any monstrous beast!

 

The last victim was the most bizarre

tongue and lower jaw missing

blood had been drained from her to

conspiracy theories grew

a hundred years on from that date

endures to be a weird debate!

 

Just one more unsolved mystery!

 

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Confused!

How had he got here was confused

tired here within little light

fingers so sticky certain not alone

eyes blurry unable to focus

holding a knife in his hand so numb

to what had he succumb?

 

Soon becoming aware of his quandary

where had he ended up

no knowledge of the circumstances

how a body was at his naked feet

the smell of blood making him queasy

scared and completely uneasy!

 

Fumbling in the darkness his body sore

found the curtains opening

as brightness blinded his limited vision

eventually eyes focused

exposing the carnage of a gory scene

an ordeal could never have foreseen!

 

With an effort slowly exited the slaying

leaving footprints behind

out onto a tiled patio where rain fell

striking his body with force

falling to his knees hurting wanted to cry

his actions could not justify!

 

More alert did not recognise the view

nor the house looked familiar

from behind heard the sound of a car

instinctively made him jump

as it tried to hit him then sped away

on stony surface did splay!

 

Hardly a moment to stand heard shots

bullets ricochet around him

this jolted new thoughts into his mind

his life was in dire situation

surely he also meant to have expired

but their plot backfired!

 

Yes it was an undercover operation

had arranged to meet a contact

wife of an international gang leader

went in alone without backup

had to be a trap somehow survived

success of their plan deprived!

 

Had to get back to his London base

alive his bosses wrath to face!

 

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Suspended!

The sensation of a ride on the new attraction

at the theme park was daunting

most others around were very enthusiastic

persuaded to ride the big dipper

not wanting to be classed as scared boarded

on a cell phone my image recorded!

 

Strapped into high-backed seats we climbed

slowly at first until reaching the peak

for a moment relaxed then surged downward

twisting and completing a loop

on its second rollover the train jolted to a stop

violently upside down at the top!

 

Seconds of a stunned silence before screams

as the straps pulled tight supporting

the ten fearful riders on the two precariously

poised carriages preventing them

falling to a certain collision with ground below

feeling it swaying to and fro!

 

That juncture in time you hope would not be

helpless your life could cease

nothing within your power to block your drop

skittish on how the outcome

is resolved so there are no injuries or fatalities

nor any unsuspecting technicalities!

 

Pain discomfort surging blood within the brain

fear of never getting home

seconds seem hours as the crowds increased

as they gorp at you on show

hanging like the latest attraction at the park

your chances growing stark!

 

Rescue services here at long last bodies numb

a creak a disturbing bump

will we crash amongst those gathering far below

turntable ladders close now

being helped from the tight harnesses and seats

back on the ground pulse at normal beats!

 

Reluctantly glance at where you were all trapped

the attitude to life changed evermore

hug between those you feel bonded in adversity

space blankets hot drinks

sympathy and tears crescendo amongst the throng

relief many burst into a spontaneous song!

 

Remembered that death never called your time!

 

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Rang!

For the first time had not switched her cell phone off

a late night with friends was so tired

just fell on the bed and remembered nothing until

the ring tone rang loudly by her head

she thrust out her arms knocking it out of her reach

went back to sleep dreaming of a sandy beach!

 

That was short lived as the cell phone rang once more

this time woke with her head banging

followed the sound peeved picked it up and answered

at first silence then a growl greeted her

reeling back dropped it switching on the bedside light

bewildered by this odd event!

 

Grabbed the pillow and hugged it tightly afraid to move

as it rang just stared at the flashing screen

without anything touching it the call was connected

a voice called her name ‘Ally I can see you!’

looking all around  could see nobody she shrieked

from her urethra the urine leaked!

 

The telephone clicked off yet felt a presence was here

frozen could not even cry out

her throat seemed dry and swollen there was no saliva

before she could ring her friend

it rang again staring at it could not move a muscle

from under the bed heard a rustle!

 

The phone answered itself and the voice even more sinister

said You are nice I want to be with you”

at that very moment two long bony hands gripped her duvet

at the end of the bed then a head

rose bald large bulging eyes a grey body the thing squatted

the flesh looked as if it had rotted!

 

With nowhere to go the young lady stared back helplessly

just said “Hello! the phone rang once more

could just make out her friends name Jane on the screen

but this thing made a terrifying yell

before leaping her life at that moment had gone forever

her blood spattered by arterial pressure!

 

A few hours later her friend came in upon the horror scene

just saw the bloody mess where Ally had been!

 

Ran out never to return Jane’s remains  were never found!

 

 

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Squatted!

She squatted in the corner of the cell

alone here in her dark mood

certain in the gloom was not alone

accused of multiple homicides

knowing these charges were just lies

as around buzzed the flies!

 

She was the babysitter nothing more

had looked after them before

needed the money surely not a crime

the children were frightened

said the nasty man lived up in the attic

thought kids were over dramatic!

 

Had heard odd noises while there before

took no notice of their pleas

to stay near their bedrooms that night

wanted to text her boyfriend

the only interest filling her young mind

to the police officer defined!

 

When she told them the lights went out

cell phone signal was lost

in the darkness that ensued she saw it

a monster with a horrible face

the eye sockets were just blackness

filling her full of emptiness!

 

For a split second then all seemed well

until noises from upstairs

but invisible hands threw her back down

furniture moved all around

as the parents came into this disturbance

desperately trying to make a stance!

 

Knives came out of thin air stabbing at them

she could only watch as objects hit

had to get out of that madhouse to stay alive

crashing through a window

for a few moments heard the children’s cries

dazed saw the thing behind them

could only run but something was following

soon within felt the clawing!

 

Terrified beyond belief ran until she collapsed

ending on the police station steps

taken inside could only yell out the address

soon the horrific scene was found

soon she had become their prime suspect

her fragmented story did reject!

 

She fought them agitated and confused

was forcibly placed into the cell

a light above plunged her into the dark

then aware the thing was there

deep growls surrounded her frail frame

as she was thrust violently

against the cold tiled wall and to the floor

the blood from her body did pour!

 

The noise brought officers rapidly to assist

but she had passed from this life

none saw the beast fade into the shadows

as the light came on once more

the visible carnage was all they could see

unaware of the evil that would be!

 

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Street Scene!

There in the gutter she sat disheveled

bruised a cut on her forehead

a passing motorist witnessed the attack

as two thugs punched the girl

dragging her onto the sodden roadway

in a callous and brutal display!

 

Being disturbed by the concerned motorist

grabbed her shoulder bag

ran off laughing without any care or thought

calling the police went to her aid

soon police and ambulance crew on scene

to assist the petrified teen!

 

Another everyday violent public street scene

violence erupting with no warning

paramedics attended the innocent victim

knowing it could have been worse

the policewoman spoke kindly giving support

seeking clues for them to be caught!

 

A crowd grew cameras recorded the moment

her mum arrived to comfort her

but as she had sustained series facial injuries

was transported to hospital

her blood flowed washed into the storm drain

by the now torrential rain!

 

Soon there was no indication of the ordeal

just another statistic and person to heal!

 

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Stabbing a Stranger!

There was no reason for the youth to attack

stabbing a stranger in his chest

gone before anybody had a chance to view

just evaporated into the crowd

no motive for this violent and senseless act

not way for the thug to be tracked!

 

This was the scenario detectives first thought

on their initial theory

but no evidence was found or then a motive

more victims were stabbed

it seemed in the same pattern in each case

what did they actually face?

 

Symbols were found branded on the bodies

the knife wounds seemed burned

these questions became urgent was it a cult

frustration was mounting

many descriptions of the killer easily misread

into black magic would tread!

 

Panic ensued as more corpses were found

none had identification

experts of the occult their assistance sort

creatures began roaming

somebody somewhere had created the spell

allowing demons from hell!

 

Never the had authorities listened to witches

an unprecedented action

the search was on for the perpetrators temple

powerful magic being exerted

as spirituality began to overwhelm our society

with mankind losing his piety!

 

Together police religious and the occult leaders

were united into a pact

to counter act the dark forces growing power

over elements of good and light

all those sacrifices for the evolution of evil

and innocent souls for retrieval!

 

The massive search soon centred on a church

now no longer consecrated

then used for drugs and sex since abandoned

ideal for the wicked to flourish

the soulless dominions could fester and grow

overseen by the watchful crow!

 

Swat teams surrounded the gothic looking church

chanting could be heard

echoing rhythmically as they tried being quiet

guns poised uncomfortably

knowing this time they were not taking the lead

yet itching for the action to proceed!

 

An elite squad of soldiers led the preplanned way

but where stopped at the door

unable to get passed the large painted symbols

until the witches removed the spell

allowing them to enter the demon’s evil church

upon the precipice they did perch!

 

Flying creatures attacked them they fought

bullets were of no use

coming from all ways then just vanishing

several were stabbed

by the familiar small vicious daunting beast

their horror ordeal increased!

 

Chanting close the witches present prepared

for a battle of their own

determined to stop the growing dark chaos

reseal the rift being opened

in unison their own incantations now recited

to banish evil goodness reunited!

 

The hardened soldiers were silently terrified

not being a flesh and blood enemy

could only cower and watch the ensuing battle

as the creatures swirled around

making a shocking sound as the two factions

came to blinding interactions!

 

Out side flashes sounds and earth tremors

left everyone fearing the end

a huge bright beam of light shot skywards

throwing those present

vehicles to tossed like toys over the ground

as a shock wave did rebound!

 

Instantly the building began rapidly crumble

rescue squads rushed forward

as the group emerged from the cellar region

all the spells were broken

they rushed assist but several did not return

as a raging fire began to burn!

 

The area had to be immediately evacuated

the site was imploding

the joint intervention appeared a success

for the agencies involved

cautiously declaring this but hard to accept

or give the occult groups respect!

 

Yet even as they celebrated deep below

a new terror did grow!

 

The Foureyed Poet.