Death's Bell

A dim light shines
beneath a blanket in the shadows
A person near shut eye
On a bed lays low.
Fog made visible by the moon Through the window
Enjoying their cellphone
Without a clue about below.

Mysteries lie within the room
For it reeks
Was it the person's shoe
That got wet in the creek?
Mysteries lie within the room
For it speaks,
Within each wooden tile
Vibrations form various creaks

What one may conclude
Is that this house is ordinary,
It just has a haunted mood
For some hinges and nails are rusty.
But keep this in mind
As the person saw a vision that's hallucinatory
It was a person on their cellphone
Within an old dark dormitory.

As she lays in an attempt to rest
Her cellphone's speakers werent alone
The creaks were heard once more
But no one was home
The room was polished,
And yet it still smells,
The streets were silence
But she heard the doorbells
In curiosity
She went to the door
But what once rang the bell,
Was not there anymore.
The door was closed
She walked back across the floor
The room's door was unopened
unlike before
She opened it  and saw
A dim light that shines
beneath a blanket in the shadows
A person shut eye
On a bed lays low.
And her steps made tiles speak
With a dry voice they said

"Hide the corpse from beneath the
Bedsheets
Hide it under the bed"

She did what she had been told,

She looked back as she left the household

Then the face of death itself
Stared with bloody eyes as it's scythe fell
With an evil grin he rang the doorbell.

The night was silent
A person near shut eye
On a bed lays low.
Fog made visible by the moon
Through the window
Enjoying their cellphone
Without a clue about below.

Mysteries lie within the room
For it reeks
Was it the person's shoe
That got wet in the creek?
Mysteries lie within the room
For it speaks,
Within each wooden tile
Vibrations form various creaks.
-Rb