Bloodshot eyes staring at a glowing screen in the dark
Sweaty palms, and sweat soaked clothes cling to my body
I’m in the zone
Only three more levels to go
I am the only one awake
My blistered thumbs press on through the pain
I feverishly press left, then a quick right, X, B, Y, A
If I keep going it will be day soon
Almost there
Just one more checkpoint
My character moves stealthily down darkened corridors
Strange beasts await me around each corner
I am afraid but I press on
Only one more checkpoint and I will turn it off
I repeat this to myself over and over
Each checkpoint I reach I promise will be the last
I should sleep but I must press on
The volume is kept low
Don’t want to wake her
Then a sound
Not from the speakers but from down the hall
I pause my game and slowly rise to investigate
I sneak toward the dark and peer into the bedroom
Still asleep
I walk further into the dark and pause
The sound is no longer in front of me
Hot breath on my shoulder
I turn slowly
Green eyes hovering two feet above me in the dark
Just one more checkpoint please?
END
The image for this weeks poem comes from the horror web series Haunting Light which I wrote / directed, and Ms. Andromeda designed the look of. You can find the episodes here:
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