poetry And Horror Stories

horror story starter. you choose how this ends

He slithered towards the light , crawling and grasping his way forward.
The dark seem to envelope him , covering him in the thick smoke of night.    
The boots clunked closer , creeping slowly and steadily . A flash of silver was produced as he scrambled to his feet. The blade plunged into his chest , again , and , again , throwing him off his perch....................

(Shakespearean version:)

That gent slith'r'd towards the lighteth , crawling and grasping his way f'rward. the dark seemeth to envelope that gent , cov'ring that gent in the thick smoketh of night. the boots clunk'd clos'r , creeping but soft and steadily. A flasheth of silv'r wast did produce as that gent scrambl'd to his feet. The blade plung'd into his chest , again , and , again , throwing that gent off his p'rch