Fear is driving some
Into the grave
Into the arms of the deceased
The wraith is summoned in the deep of my mind
Completing what was begun
Ten millennia ago
Its wrath is overwhelming and numbing is the pain

A murderer most foul
Is hunting me down
The ancient unspeakable
Below shallow water

A being rising into view
Covered in rotting algae

The force of its arrival
Is like the howling of dying animals
The sights and scents are vivid and intense
The sound of seeping water in the darkness moving nearer
Increasing in volume to the point of a deafening roar

Fear is driving some into the grave
Into the arms of the deceased

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