Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Dawn  rises with crimson light,

and with blades of light the darkness is broken,

but don’t take comfort in the light,

for the monsters are still there,

waiting to strike,

when the sun goes down,

when the night returns,

so will they,

and come for you they will,

rigor renewed,

for it’s you they crave,

your sin they desire,

seventeen days,

your time is almost done,

so take my advice,

and run!