I see him standing in the dark of the night
His axe gleams like silver in the moon light
A jolt of fear as I slowly back away
I now realize I don't want to die this way
He moves toward me, blade screeching across the ground
My body freezes in fear of that wretched sound
All of a sudden I sink in the mud beneath me
I snap awake and struggle to get free
Closer and closer, he sees my fear
He creeps out a smile, it all over from here
No! I'm free, I escaped the mud
I get up and run away but soon feel a thud
I reach back and feel his blade
I fade off and fall to the ground
I hear his foot steps, a heart-stopping sound
He creeps next to me, I hear the twigs crack
I feel his hand on the axe in my back
He pulls it out and leaves me for dead
He should have gone back and finished the job instead
Beardacles Community Member 
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