A shudder down your spine as darkness falls, it is only at night at which she calls.
The hairs on the back of your neck stand straight, as she rises from the depths full of hate.
A whistle that seems so beautiful and inviting, is ultimately, deceptive, dangerous and frightening.
Awaiting a deadly attack which fills you with fear, deep down you know she will soon appear.
You must be brave, stand before her and yell, before this wraith drags you into hell.