There's a monster lurking in my dark, empty hallway, Whispers in the night, making my skin crawl. Sharp claws scratching, against the cold, hard floor, Eyes glowing red, waiting for me to explore. Every creak of the floorboards, sends shivers down my spine, I try to run, but the monster's eyes, they always find. Hide under covers, hoping it'll just go away, But the monster's presence, always seems to stay. I can feel its breath, hot against my neck, Praying for the morning light, to come...