[Ariya]

An icy chill sweeps over her.
Forgotten memories start to stir.
In the shadows, voices call.
Strange sounds echo down the hall.
She grabs a knife, her heart is racing.
She fears the unknown thing she's facing.
Bodies appear and cover the floor.
All of those she killed before.
Her once clean knife now drips with blood.
Because of the horrible things she'd done.
Then the bodies start to rise.
Cutting the air with frightening cries.
All of those murders from long ago.
She can't forget nor let them go.
Screaming, she locks herself away.
The bathroom keeps them all at bay.
But then she glances in the mirror.
And into the face of a serial killer.