You're Scaring me, Mr.

Slumped like a pile of raggy, stained clothes,
the monster sat planted in his bed. Snarling with
a crackling snarl, he vouched for his ciggarettes
and puffed away like a drowning person gasping
for air. The dark hole of a room burned with stench of
humid laced skin. Tender glow idled behind the snarling beast,
Causing a radiance that highlighted his figure.
While He projected outward and looked like a burning lump with a charcoal shaded
surface, smoke fluttered around and compacted the room. Two flourescent
Red eyes appeared from behind the darkness and penetrated my eyes
With fear. I was trapped.