Dead End

Gray, dull,
impenetrable walls
rise around me.
Can't find a way out.
I feel alone.
My voice echos against the unforgiving walls,
only to be greeted with silence.
I'm nervous.
Something is behind me.
Heavy breathing.
I start to run.
Running faster and faster,
I feel like a laboratory mouse.
never able to find a way,
to freedom.
I can still hear the heavy breathing,
the licking of chops.
I can see the eyes,
two red beacons of devilish light.
Its coming after me.
I can hear it,
Slinking after me in the shadows,
watching, waiting for me to
make the wrong move.
The maze is getting smaller,
cutting off my air,
closing in.
I can't find the way out.
Still the unseen fear is in close
pursuit.
I'm frightened.
Dead end.
I turn back, only to see
the red eyes closer than
ever before.
I back up against the wall,
no way to escape.
its closer now,
I can feel its hot, ugly breath.
I can see its drool
glistening on the floor.
It pounces.