Van Keuren Manor Pt. 1

I tip toe around

I hear banter.

What is happening here

at Van Keuren Manor?


Who goes there?

She says.

I shift around

Into the darkness

I am not found.


Footsteps creep closer

I turn and hide

Against the oak wall

In the hallway I reside.


I peak around the corner

Beyond my disguise

Before the trap door

A body lies.


Who is this woman

that lurks alone?

In the dark of night

And the killer unknown.


A dead man on the floor

Yet I hear laughter.

A party goes on

Inside this manor.


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