There was no going back.There wasn’t another way.

The dead branches swayed their welcome. The old swing beside the mansion creaked woth each swing.

A couple of steps lead me further away from all that i knew.

A prompt decision taken to heart.

My soul burned with fear and excitement for the unknown.

The crows circling me seems to cheer for my foolishness.

For who would be calm in such unfortunate events.

But could i be blame. Those ran out of town always came here, they said.

The here with open cold arms.

And a creaky bony hand waved from the doorway of the foggy mansion grounds, as i walked into my demise.