I'm walking and its dark, there's no street lights and its cold. I'm walking and all i see is demons faces with yellow eyes and their red body. Its hard to breath, Its hard to talk of you talk the demons will hear you. When you think the demons are gone there not, their just sleeping
I'm walking it seems like i have been walking for 100 miles. I'm walking and finally i see a street light but hen it gose, Its the devil playing with my head
