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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There are roads that seem inviting in the light of day Only to cast its eerie shadows when the sun begins to go down Engraving a revealing legend after the darkness has given way To the blood curdling horror that once terrorized an innocent town The legend says that years ago a terrible event took place When a patient known to be psychopathic escaped the institution The doctors notified the police who immediately gave chase Though disappointed they became after finding no resolution On one Halloween night, screams of murder were heard by Haunted Road Now, no one ever dares to enter those woods where the tragedies took place Some have sworn that they still hear the screams within suffering echoes Still see the trail of blood stained puddles that mark his evil trace It is here that he and his victim's spirits may forever hide Where voices of the dead lead you to a darkened cabin in the woods They cannot escape the horror of the way in which they died Only the brave hearted would dare to go where this cabin stood A few trick or treaters decided to dare themselves to enter Haunted Road They convinced themselves that this would end up being just a thrill Little did they know that evil was waiting for them when they chose to go The ghost of the psychopath, eager to commit his next kill They walked along slowly, barely breathing, and listening to the sound Of another pair of feet behind them, dragging heavily on the pavement All the kids stopped with their hearts pounding, only to see nothing around Just the moonlight, a howling wind, and scattered leaves, twisted and bent A dense fog soon began to fill the air, giving them more of an eerie feel Still, they proceeded to walk to where they planned to be A run down cabin slowly came into focus, reminding them that the legend is real It was then they decided to turn back around quickly Standing behind them was the killer's ghost, grinning from ear to ear His red glowing eyes could not hide his psychotic, bloody thirst The trick or treaters ran to the cabin, thinking, it's time to face our fear As they approached the door, one said, "okay, now you go first" One by one the trick or treaters tried quietly to lead the way with regret Though their footsteps creaked the floor boards of the old wooden floor It began to thunder and lightning showing the theme in silhouette Then all of a sudden they heard the slamming of the cabin door It was locked, there was no escape, they were trapped for certain In this abandoned place where the victim's bodies were stored Then near the corner something stirred like a blowing white curtain Their eyes grew wide with terror, this occurrence couldn't be ignored Out from the darkened shadows he came into sight His eyes glowing red, his breath smelled of death Suddenly, he grabbed hold of one of the trick or treaters that night While the others tried to break free, out of breath The cabin door was broken open, they ran through, and heard a scream From the captured boy in evil's clutches, with his costume now torn The others were relieved to finally find a way out of this bad dream They were too afraid to help their friend, and a new legend was born The two trick or treaters were shaking in their warm beds Traumatized about the horror they faced from a dark legend They couldn't believe that one of their friends was actually dead Left them both wondering if this is really the end They yawned, and tried to get up, but their hands were tied Still in the cabin, they had not escaped this living nightmare As the killer came closer and closer, the young kids just cried Knowing that their lives would be ended right then and there Written by: Gail Angel Doyle & Kelly Deschler
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