The darkness falls, the shadows play,
I sit alone, but I'm not okay.
A presence creeps, a chill in the air,
I feel him sit, beside me, without a care.

His hand reaches out, a ghostly touch,
Trails down my neck, a shivering clutch.
Down my arm, to my hand, it strays,
Leaving goosebumps, in its eerie ways.

I try to see, but there's no one in...