Pitch black emptiness all around,
Not Knowing what lurks in there in the be wilderness of the shadows.
An abyss so great that you can can’t escape the the darkest corners of the black hole.
So cold and eerie.
So creepy and tainted.
Those depths of of darkness that gives that spooky chilled spine of a feeling that makes your hairs stand up,
makes your palms feel sweaty and clammy,
sweat beat from your brow,
your voice seem hoarse from screaming for help.
This is the place we run from oh so quickly.
The place…of Darkness.