The Fear

I stopped - quietened my breath to a merest ration of air so as to isolate the sound I heard coming from where two glowing eyes peered out of the dark. It was as if a fear had found a form to possess and from a distance observe me to find an opening through which to enter. Reason had me pulling the moment apart to see what would fit a name and thus trap the unexplained in a cage of fact. But whatever it was had quietly disappeared and left me there uneasy, troubled by the notion that it had found a way to infiltrate air.