I'm walking down a rode then a cold chill move down my back the in a sec my body tuner ice cold I can't see nutting then I see a talk man with a I black clock and a hood over his head and his eye are red he call my name I slowly walk over to him he touch me I black out then I wake up in scram crying but I'm in bed I pot my hand over me and my body is really ice cold the moon light shying in my room I'm still crying I have a scar on my arm I look at then scram a name out but no come run then I feel the cold hand on my back aging naw I know I'm die I see the mad tall man aging then darkness and I know I have no life
