My stomach queasy, churning and turning
Take deep breaths
One foot in front of the other
The creak in the floorboards, a cold breeze
A trickle of sweat down my clammy back
Do not be scared
Legs shaking, a shatter on the floor
Blood pooling around my bare feet, making me sticky
Copper smell in the air
It is over
Well done..
My stomach queasy, churning and turning
Take deep breaths
One foot in front of the other
The creak in the floorboards, a cold breeze
A trickle of sweat down my clammy back
Do not be scared
Legs shaking, a shatter on the floor
Blood pooling around my bare feet, making me sticky
Copper smell in the air
It is over
Well done..