A Feast of Dread

Among the shadows, where nightmares breed,

A presence foul, with a sinister need,

Michelle possessed, her soul unbound,

Haunts the streets without a sound.

Her eyes aflame, her skin like frost,

She stalks her prey, forever lost,

A younger Sarah, innocent and fair,

Unaware of the demon's snare.

Through bustling crowds, Michelle creeps unseen,

Whispering horrors, so obscene,

Into the ears of her chosen prey,

Who senses naught of her dismay.

Day by day, the stalking grows,

As Michelle's madness flows,

Until a gathering, merry and bright,

Becomes the stage for the demon's fright.

Amidst laughter and joy, the darkness descends,

As her hunger rends,

She lunges forth with claws of dread,

To tear apart the young one's thread.

Limbs are rent and flesh is torn,

As screams of terror are wildly borne,

Bloodlust drives the possessed fiend,

To satisfy her ghastly need.

In crimson pools, the innocence wanes,

As the possessed Michelle feasts, unchained,

Her appetite voracious, her thirst unbound,

Leaving nothing but silence profound.

And so the tale of horror is told,

Of the possessed woman, cruel and cold,

Stalking her victim with relentless glee,

A nightmare incarnate, forever free.