Dream World

Souls whisper through the mist
Eerie sounds echo in the distance
The sound of a child weeping
Haunts me every night.
Upon waking, it disappears
Only to come again
When I walk in the dream world
Where I am the haunted.
A shrill scream chills me
A ridged shiver runs down my spine
It echoes in the distance
Drawing the Hunter near.
Seeing the silhouette
Feeling the sharp blade
Tasting my metallic blood
Hearing no more.