Shimmering night fall ,wet slimy ground ,dark as ever .The loose sounds of rain drops ,of other people far off in the distant night unable to hear or see the crys of a young girl loosing her mother ,the way the moonlight shines through a small circle of dark clouds illustrating red pools oozing slithering through the ground all over sliding down to the sewer.

The inhumane sounds of laughing from the two males ,the round faces with glee covering every inch and the scars that have evidence of long fought war ,the way the blood just drips drips down the sliver of silver under their firm grasp.With no concern coming towards the little girl ready to hack her to pieces ,shaking an parched ,skin burned to blisters crawling towards the opposite way hoping to find some safe haven ,some caring individual who gives a whoot to save her ,shivering as the air blew around so strongly making her burns sting like no other .

All alone none to comfort her all alone frightened and anxious as ever wondering if she will ever feel at peace if she will ever be able to escape the hauntings ,the way images and physical sensations cursing through her without fail no where to go to ALL ALONE IN THIS NIGHTMARE OF A PAST .