Predator
From the darkness he comes
His skin is darkened and his eyes tinged red
He is feral, a predator
Ageless and powerful
Staring at you in a trance
Vulture-like hunger in his filmy eyes
The thrumming of your blood
Vibrating through his body
He lunges at you with a soft moan
Grabs you in an inhumanly powerful grip
You feel a sharp pain at your neck
His eyes close, rejoicing as he draws the life out of you
The room fades and you know you're dying
He releases you and you fall limply to the floor
You feel the infection creeping through your empty veins
Slowly taking over your body, your soul
He slowly walks away
Gorged on your lifeblood
Abandoning you to die alone
He is not of this world
Out of the darkness he comes
To spread the parasite, the infection
To end all humanity
Copyright © Ashley Wakefield | Year Posted 2010
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