The Monster

[tension, violins, strings] [Whispered female voice] [Spoken word, verse] Gather round children, I've got a story for you. About goblins and monsters, and things that go. [Silence, ghostly] BOO!, [Pause] Before I get started, let's turn out the light [finger-snap, delay]. I hope you are ready, prepare for a fright. [Pause] [Verse] The shadows are creeping, they crawl on the walls. You hear faint whispers down desolate halls. A figure in darkness, just out of your sight. Its breath on your neck, cold as the night. [Pause] [Verse] Don't bother to run, it's already too late. They're hungry for fear, and you've opened the gate. Their claws scrape the floor, their eyes burning red. The scent of your terror has already spread. [Pause] [Verse] They're lurking in silence, just waiting to feed. On your heart as it pounds, on your soul as it bleeds. A flicker of movement, a howl in the breeze. You're trapped in their nightmare; they'll do as they please. [Pause] [Verse] Your pulse races faster, your breath starts to strain. They feast on your panic, your pleasure, your pain. They live in the dark, where no one can see. The deeper you fall, the more there will be. [Pause] [verse] [Silence] But wait what's that noise, can you hear it too. I think they are lurking, right here in this room. Take a look around, all is not as it seems. [Tension building] Cos I've got a surprise, The monster, Is ME! [Drop] [panic screaming] [Growling woman, delay] Run Run Run for your life! Run Run Run for your life! [Drop, silence] [Softly spoken] The monster is me (me, me, me) [Crescendo strings] [Dramatic End]