Produced and Performed By Zeph Daniel 

Words by Michele Archer 

Footsteps in the hallway, The sound grows ever close. 
One step, two steps, closer…closer… 
The soul-gutted world crouches in a corner and waits… 

And the darkness grows. 
The fumbled lights once passed back and forth 
Are going, going…gone.
And there is nothing see 
No color, no shadow. 
Just sound…
far off sounds of laughter mixed with screams 
as the horror of total solitude permeates 
what remains of things we once called human. 

And all the while the footsteps come 
One step, two steps… 
We’re almost done.
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