Hikers!

The mixed group of hikers felt a slight tremor

as the wind picked up

on a desolate icy and snow filled wilderness

lost as the heavy snow

hit their bodies as the temperature dropped

it would be foolish if they stopped!

 

Finally found a sheltered area safe to camp

protection from the elements

though some equipment lost on the trail

had enough supplies for now

six-men and women huddled in a tent

it would be a night of torment!

 

It had been reported bright lights were seen

falling from the swirling clouds

the night before the hikers passed through

from details on investigation

during the atrocious storm they left the tent

for some unknown intent!

 

More hikers alerted the rescue authorities

after finding the deserted camp

there seemed to be no signs of any struggle

search parties were formed

finding their mangled corpses what desire

going out only in night attire!

 

None being alive at first it was thought bears

the culprit of a despicable act

injuries caused by a weapon not any claws

covered all the bodies

but what had drawn them out into such cold

would the truth ever be told?

 

No tracks beside the victims could be detected

adding to this enigma

many reported feeling nauseated on the recovery

and were glad to leave

sensing whatever had done this was very nearby

they to could easily die!

 

Tests carried out later gave them more surprises

tissue and fluid samples found

were not of human origin adding to the conundrum

many years later unsolved

few would ever venture to the area no locals dared

either sensible or truly scared!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Terraced Property!

She had just moved into her own house

a small terraced property.

Just within budget a place to herself

an old lady had lived here.

Being in a poor condition a lot to be done

but she’d decorate that was fun.

 

She had never stayed here alone before

mum and dad were always about.

With no history of the old ladies demise

only she’d passed in here.

A friend was intending to move in soon

on the Saturday afternoon.

 

Now she was absolutely the only one here

not bothering her at first.

Began to feel tired and headed up to bed

halted at the base of the stairs.

Thought she saw movement on the landing

ignored it as a misunderstanding.

 

Got into her new bed but thought it colder

settling down to rest.

Drifted into a peaceful and deep slumber

having to work the next day.

Exhausted taking  seconds to fall asleep

no need to count sheep.

 

Her resting phase lasted just a short while

awoken by a touch on her back.

Like ice-cold hands firmly pushing her

to the edge of the bed!

Turning on the light feet now on the floor

was that a shadow at the door?

 

Scanning the room again it seemed clear

terror within began to rise!

Unable to comprehend this odd sensation

hearing tapping close by.

Snatched her dressing gown got outside

emotions erupted as she cried.

 

Drawn to gaze at her bedroom window

an old lady was looking down!

The young woman could not move back

after this paranormal attack!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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