breath that was not breath

a breathing behind the walls,

groaning and an unnerving sound of

not-footsteps.

an unholy roar.

We had become unwanted in that place.

our torch began to fade,

strange, new batteries were in place.

we had felt watched for sometime

that night.

perhaps friends attempting to scare us...

but no, no-one knew we were there that night

we had left in the car to visit

our haven from boredom

on a whim.