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I stumbled out of Grandma's room,

down the stairs and out of the house.

Once outside I felt my mind begin

to fight a battle for control.

With the tea pot broken

I kind of realized that "Their"

power was less here on the outside.

I fell to my knees in haziness

and I looked in through the

window to the cellar.

Things were moving down there

"They" were searching for something

and "They" really found it.

The big axe was flying,

flying out through the cellar door,

up the stairs to the kitchen

then I passed out.

The next thing I remember seeing

was the smoke coming from the chimney.

I soon realized the smoke I saw was actually all

there was left of Missy and her dress, poor little girl.

The spell was broken, I really felt the change

as my mind and body became one again.

The moon was alive with its silvery eye,

staring right into my evil heart.

I went back to see

if my Grandma' was still there

waiting for me in the attic.

Oh, I hate that bitch!