Dead end.

Screams of terror
pierce the night.
Calm stillness shattered,
blood runs cold-
heart pounds wildly.
Thoughts run rampant.
Sounds echo loudly-
each striking terror.
Tree whispers, moans.
Footsteps come closer.
Demons lurk in the shadows
waiting for their prey.
Streetlights flicker;
fear of darkness floods.
Something rustles
down in the alley.
Friend or foe-I'll never know.
Scream breaks the spell.
Wet and hot, I run.
Everywhere seeing red.
Thick rivers on the street,
head spinning as I run.
Moaning unconsciously,
running, running
until...the dead end.