Horror

 When finding yourself in a horror film

An escaped killer,

Is heard in the street

I'm alone, and the power goes out

I run down the stairs,

in my new underwear 

Is anyone there? I do shout 

Still alone in my house

I don't flee for the hills

The cellar door does invite

There's a strange eerie glow

Coming from down below

I walk down with no torch or a light

Im alone in the forest

Being hunted once more

I must trip over every stray root

Flap my arms as I flee

Then I'll hide by a tree

Or a twig or a leaf or a shoot

Now my house has a guest

And it's not very nice

In the form of a demon or ghoul

They warned not to look

At that weird demon book

But I learnt about Latin in school