I followed the call of the screams
That echoed deeper into the forest,
Behind the mangled fingers and wooden beasts;
I could hear the cry of innocence
Begging to be rescued and taken to safety
From the demons lurking in the shadows,
Prancing around the forest,
Playing with the food it has been presented with.
The shadows grow closer,
Taunting and using my mind
To get closer to corrupt the innocence.