One night while sitting at a desk,
And breathing in cool air
I heard a cry from afar in the woods
The place where fools live and none care.

I looked around out of the corner of my eye
I dare not move or sound
This cry was a deathly cry
Of a creature that wants to be found.

Turning around and standing up
I shivered and held my breath
Still cold my body was from fear
A fear much closer than death.

Soon the cry came louder
And closer to my ears
I heard the tiny droplets
Of flowing blood and tears.