The moon was covered by a cloud,
Darkness deepened all around.
I ran and ran as fast as I could
Across the grass and into the wood.
The ground became as soft as mud,
My feet were sucked down very hard,
My legs were weary beyond belief
Yet still I persisted, to find relief.
Branches were like gooey rope
Sticking fast to all they touched.
A hairy arm reached out to me –
I screamed out as it brushed my cheek.
Shedding my clothes to escape being caught,
Sensing danger at every turn,
I opened my eyes to confront my foe
And the light switched on above my head.