The Voice

Am I dreaming?

Who was that

Calling my name?

She sounds almost fake.

I can’t see anything in the dark

But I know she’s there --

I can sense it.

The voice speaks again,


“I’m here,”

I reply

In a voice

Barely audible.

“Follow me,”

It says.

Only on instinct

Do I take a step back.

I can’t trust it.

“Who are you?”I ask.

It repeats,

“Just follow my voice.

Trust me.”

I take a step forward and


Into darkness.

The End

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