tu walk into a forest,
a flashlight in your hand,
tu tiptoe on and off the trail,
being as quiet as tu can.
It's the middle of the night,
stars are scattered across the sky.
Crickets sing their eerie tune
and from árbol to árbol bats fly.
Your friends dared tu to go in here,
the reward being a fifty-dollar bill
tu took one glance at the trees
and scoffed, "Ha! Of course I will!"
At that time tu were confident,
feeling courageous and strong,
but now tu feel this task is too easy,
and tu realize something is wrong.
tu stop on the gravel path,
and tune into your mind,
tu know this is some sort of test,
but the pregunta is, What kind?
tu mover into thicker woods,
and stumble across a note,
tu read it over carefully
and place it in your tote.
An uneasy pressure
builds up in your head.
tu shake it off, don't let it bug you
and continue on instead.
In a small building, tu find another,
and place it with the first,
however, the messages on them
make tu fear for the worst.
tu continue on through the underbrush,
but something is still unclear.
Why would your friends give so much,
for just six hours in here?
The pressure becomes más insistent,
and eventually it becomes too much to bear.
Why do I feel this way, tu wonder,
and who's that standing over there?
tu squint into the darkness,
slightly in a daze,
to see a tall man wearing a suit,
BUT HE HAS NO FACE!
tu let a scream escape your throat,
and begin to sprint away,
your corazón thunders like a drum,
and within minutos tu lead yourself astray.
tu seek shelter in a concrete tunnel,
your breath coming out in gasps,
tu desperately wonder,
How much longer will I last?!
After a couple hours,
all seems calm and well,
tu cautiously walk out,
and make a dash for the hills.
tu keep your head turned forwards,
not daring to look back,
tu check to your left for a just a moment,
and tu run into something-SMACK!
tu fall back onto the gravel,
your flashlight rolling away,
tu open your eyes the widest tu can,
and what tu see puts tu in dismay.
The tall figure is standing over you,
tu can't move; you're paralyzed por fear
the last words tu scream are:
"I wish I had never come here!"
In the last moments of your life,
on your last dying breath,
why would your friends, if they are really friends
lead tu to your death?
a flashlight in your hand,
tu tiptoe on and off the trail,
being as quiet as tu can.
It's the middle of the night,
stars are scattered across the sky.
Crickets sing their eerie tune
and from árbol to árbol bats fly.
Your friends dared tu to go in here,
the reward being a fifty-dollar bill
tu took one glance at the trees
and scoffed, "Ha! Of course I will!"
At that time tu were confident,
feeling courageous and strong,
but now tu feel this task is too easy,
and tu realize something is wrong.
tu stop on the gravel path,
and tune into your mind,
tu know this is some sort of test,
but the pregunta is, What kind?
tu mover into thicker woods,
and stumble across a note,
tu read it over carefully
and place it in your tote.
An uneasy pressure
builds up in your head.
tu shake it off, don't let it bug you
and continue on instead.
In a small building, tu find another,
and place it with the first,
however, the messages on them
make tu fear for the worst.
tu continue on through the underbrush,
but something is still unclear.
Why would your friends give so much,
for just six hours in here?
The pressure becomes más insistent,
and eventually it becomes too much to bear.
Why do I feel this way, tu wonder,
and who's that standing over there?
tu squint into the darkness,
slightly in a daze,
to see a tall man wearing a suit,
BUT HE HAS NO FACE!
tu let a scream escape your throat,
and begin to sprint away,
your corazón thunders like a drum,
and within minutos tu lead yourself astray.
tu seek shelter in a concrete tunnel,
your breath coming out in gasps,
tu desperately wonder,
How much longer will I last?!
After a couple hours,
all seems calm and well,
tu cautiously walk out,
and make a dash for the hills.
tu keep your head turned forwards,
not daring to look back,
tu check to your left for a just a moment,
and tu run into something-SMACK!
tu fall back onto the gravel,
your flashlight rolling away,
tu open your eyes the widest tu can,
and what tu see puts tu in dismay.
The tall figure is standing over you,
tu can't move; you're paralyzed por fear
the last words tu scream are:
"I wish I had never come here!"
In the last moments of your life,
on your last dying breath,
why would your friends, if they are really friends
lead tu to your death?
