The darkness came over her
In the brisk winter night
Haunting
Taunting her
Blinding her with agony
She is gasping for breath
Strangled
Suffocating
Shivering
Temperature sub zero
Icicles dangling from the branches
Shining slivers of glass
That could pierce through the skin
Like daggers
Visions of dripping blood
Frozen to stone
Invading her
Like a demon possessed
Fingertips blue
Delivering no oxygen
Bitter anguish
Hypothermia
Her last screams
Howling
Blood chilling
Watching her wounds
Empty like buckets of water
Onto the frozen ground below
Leaving her lifeless
In the darkness
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