Tunnel Terror

A short cut through the tunnel led me home, a route I'd taken many times before but on that misty, cold October night along its path a nightmare lay in store. An unfrequented disused railway line its tracks and sleepers long since cast aside, pitch black and narrow,weathered through the years, a glint of distant light its only guide. I started on my way without a qualm my crunching footsteps echoed all around but halfway through,with dread, stood petrified my heart pulsated wildly at the sound. A haunting scream rang out and pierced the soul its echo adding tenor to the plea I froze, against the dank and frigid wall for what seemed like a vast eternity. Sideways and softly feeling my way back I reached the tunnel entrance and then fled. Next day the headlines screamed the grievous news: 'At the old track a girl has been found dead.' 31.01.21 Murder In The Tunnel Poetry Contest Sponsor : Kai Michael Neumann