I can hear their footsteps
As the rain pours outside
I stand alone in a telephone booth
Shadows surround me,
In them, I feel eyes…
The phone rings
I pick up
On the other line
Is a mysterious voice,
Telling me I’ll soon die…
I feel terror
As the voices cry
I’m so alone
I’m not sure anyone else is alive…
There’s a loud rasping
The rain pours harder now
I’m terrified for my life!
I see a flower
Slowly wilt & die
What little light is left
Begins to fade
In the darkness, I beg
I cry for my life
In the pouring rain
I feel terrified!
I ask for another chance at life!
With a cold echo
I hear the voice on the other line
It says
You are the last to die
Alone in the darkness
The final soul in a world
Destined for demise
I bang on the phone
I scream! I CRY!
I hear them slowly getting closer
I try to lock myself inside…
Soon the lights go out
There is a silence as the line goes dead
I hear them & I know
…I’m about to die…
-The Voice At The End-
