A flash of a knife, her own scream of strife
A bright blinding light and a starburst of pain
Nothing for her was the same again…
She stared wide eyed at them when they found her
Surrounded by pools of bodies and blood
Her mind was a wreck her soul was intact
But all those who had been guarding her were now dead
They had a mind to leave her among the dead
But so young and so innocent—who could but dread
That the killer would find her again
So she followed them because she had no mind not to
Sweetly pressing up against them for protection
Things followed and tried to kill her
The heroes valiantly guarded her
A slam to the head and she went down
Not yet dead but suddenly something found
She felt the lights piercing the backs of her eyes
As the memories came back to her with her sighs
And when she remembered it all so clearly
Suddenly that light in her eyes changed
Once so sweet once so clear, it was cloudy and full of a new kind of fear
They still guarded her knowing the fear and hoping she’d calm
But her fear had only one satisfying balm
She stabbed those she had followed in the backs
They fell without knowing what had attacked
She stood again in pools of blood and bodies
And the killer was alive again.
