Burned Dead

He was just sitting there in a car

I felt compelled to look at him

A small and very beautiful child

With silver blue eyes and perfect skin

His hair blond and golden

He smiled a perfect little smile

And I felt compelled to watch him

I screamed I couldn't move

The child changed, I was petrified

His eyes grew dark, his face was morphing

And skin once golden turned to grey

And then to darkest black

His scream was horrific to my ears

His perfect eyes disappeared into hollows

There sat this burned thing

Its flesh all falling from its body

As it smiled its lips fell and its teeth were rotten

And it was a corpse where once was a child

And it turned to me yes .. it turned to me

I could not move.. I felt compelled to watch him

And I screamed in fear

Sensations of panic filled my very being

I tried to move or run but I could not

The body was now rotting away like a corpse

Yet it was still alive

And finally I freed myself from the vision

And ran away down a cold and empty road

As darkness and mist fell

I held in my hand a puzzle box

And contemplated why it had brought me here

I need to go back .. I told it

As memories of what just happened sunk in

And I closed my eyes and wanted to leave

Else I knew the thing was coming for me

Its burned dead car... started up behind me