You guessed it! This is another poem that now also features in Dark Attraction, however originated in this collection.

Darkness fell and brought with it trepidation.
Hurrying now, slight perspiration.
Looking behind, nothing following me.
Reaches the door, frantically trying to turn the key.

Inside now, safe I'm sure.
Shaking all over, did I leave that light on?
Walking forwards, gut wrenching fear.
Notice a shadow of something but it's not quite clear.

Closer now, definite outline of a man,
Sitting in the lounge, panic engulfing me.
Standing slowly, the shadow utters the words,
"You're here at last, I've came to collect on The Curse."

Those would be the last words I ever heard. Alive.