• It's that extra pair of footsteps
    That seem to come from no one
    It's the shadows all around you
    That seem to move without reason
    It's the whispers in your ear
    That seem to just be there
    It's fear
    It grips hold of you and won't let go
    It's the moaning wind
    That seems to make sure all candles are out
    It's the icy chill on the back of your neck
    That seems to make all your hair stand on end
    It's fear
    It makes your heart race---
    Skip a beat----
    And then...
    STOP!