Voices of a Stranger; The Game

In twilight’s embrace where innocence fades, I draw the lines with ghostly shades. Squares of salvation, squares of despair, A game for the brave, a trap for the unaware. The rules whisper soft in your blood and bone, You’ve always known them — you’re never alone. Now step into the circle, my sweet lost soul… Hopscotch begins. Let the darkness take control.