Numerical Nightmares: A Haunting Tale of Math and Horror

One plus one is two,

But there's something else that grew,

A dark presence lurking in the sum,

Whispering secrets and ready to come.

Three and four, they add with ease,

But beware of what lurks in the trees,

A haunting figure with no face,

Watching as you pick up the pace.

Five and six, a simple task,

But something eerie begins to unmask,

A shadow moving just out of sight,

Stalking as you try to get it right.

Seven and eight, a twisted knot,

A dark power that cannot be fought,

An unseen force that seeps within,

Whispering of sins and deadly sins.

Nine and ten, the end is near,

The darkness consuming with fear,

A black hole where nothing escapes,

A nightmare where math takes its shape.

So beware of what lies ahead,

The horror of math, the undead,

For in its numbers, it hides and creeps,

A terror that never sleeps.