In the Garden Primeval, where I'll pray for you.

Horror

Flash!
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A hum overtook the room
It's low bass making him involuntarily shiver
Deep grey churned outside
Stalking, encroaching upon his home
He lifted his hollow, clear eyes
Which then feverishly darted around the den

On his left, hung his mother
To his right, his father
Straight ahead, his sister gazed off listlessly
With her glassy eyes

A nail in the left hand, screws in the right
A stake through one foot
A post in the other
They all hung crucified

Now, all the killer could do was hide
And the boy could wait
And hope to cling to his life

Flash!
This time, he didn't count
This time, all lights went out
This time, he heard a sound

Wahahahaha,
Boy, want to have a look?
Or are you afraid,
Of the baba-dook-dook-dook?

This time, the room shivered
The buzz took over and the floorboards quivered
And his eyelids grew heavy, like when he wanted to go to bed
But now they closed from fear, instead

An awful sound came in a rhythmic fashion
Down the hall and another
Flash!
And
Around the corner the vile beast came
It's body of shadows prowled towards our young man
It followed the corners, and where the floors and walls met
It's size grew drastically with each step
It tilted its top hat down in an evil curtsy
And came to rest in front of our boy, and he
Moved by his terror and the breath on his face
Looked up, not opening his eyes the whole way
The creature took its decrepit hands and grasped the arms of the chair
And knelt down, hoping to meet the boy in a stare

Open your eyes, boy, and you will see
The babadook-dook-dook that will soon kill thee
Open your eyes, for you'll soon be dead
And all that will matter will be the fear in them then

As if under some power, his eyelids began to split
And his eyes opened a tiny bit-to slits
And in his line of vision, he saw
A black silhouette, blocking the light of all
It was like this thing had taken over the house
It had possessed every stair, every window or mouse
It had sucked all the oxygen out of the air
It was as big as a town, yet as small as a bear
And yet, it was everywhere
And here

His gaze ventured upwards, and the last sight he saw
Were the eyes of the Babadook,
Burning like dead coals