Scary,Coming This Way

Are you scared?
Come here.
With the red glare
blazing from the thin air.
Rare!
I feel starred
as if I have a sar.

What is that?
An awkward silence I here
bit it is so near,
maybe it is a deer.
No, instead it is a fear
raising upon my ears.

What do I do?
The devils taking my soul
but I have paid my toll
yet he still pulls
me into the dull
chambers scarce fully full.