all hallows eve october rains have brought a sudden chill that seeps into the marrow of my bone ; i stand like pine upon a broken hill and find that i no longer stand alone ; behind me in the mist , there is a form escaping from the shadows of a cave ; unleashed with vigor from the building storm , it creeps in silence to a waiting grave ; i watch it folding back the sodden earth to disappear inside a darkened stair and feel my spirit gently giving birth to horror that is well beyond compare until a claw comes reaching out for me , and i am petrified and can not flee .