the trembling, scared-eyed girl

it was none other than middle of the clockface

when darkness had consumed the world whole

when i was walking down the road

searching for peace of mind and

maybe aiming for one or two martinis later

when i heard something behind

not afar, but still continuous

like a creeper waiting to jump down on me

and devour the flesh and bones, whole

i was scared shitless but

i grasped the gun in my pocket and turned

i see a silhouette 

of a person, female

a not-so-little girl

walking, no

limping, exactly

as she hold herself up

towards me

trembling

her eyes dilated, 

full of emotion

"fear"

"disgust"

i could read as books

"to myself"

to herself?

i was perplexed

"why?"

the exact moment

the moonlight shone

direct onto us

and i saw

perfectly

her blood-drenched clothes

the axe in her hand

the hidden evil in her eyes

"i just can't stop"

"killing people"

was

the last words i heard