You've a neck made of bruises. We're breaking your bones for the sake of ourselves. Swim far away from us. I will kill you if you do not leave this place. I'm a monster slowly being exposed by the florescent light. If you keep looking everywhere but in front of you, you'll never survive.

I'm coming for you. Dark steps are bleeding blue, and oozing the sin. Keep clutching to your purse; maybe it will bring you security like a blanket. I'm not sure how to describe how much pain is in a stun gun; but that is how it feels to be inside my mind. It is painful, and it prickles. If humans can be monstrous, what can monsters be? Infectious beauty, run from me. I am not worthy to make you bleed. Yet I have no will power; I live on the high of survival alone. People make me laugh, even still, when they hunt the thought of me. If you think me, I have already won against you.

Here you come around the corner; yes, I can see you fidgeting. A chill passes through you, and you are not sure why. If you keep walking forward you are bound to meet me. Just. Run.