RoboRooster

Summoned were we to the grandest of homes, Near no village nor town nor society, A trip through halls eerie as catacombs, In this dark house full of anxiety. For on this dead, cold night our host was killed, As lightning flashed, leaving the lights out dead. Light came, revealing sights that had the room stilled, Our host's body, a pool of blood near his head. We tried to flee but only lost our breath. The doors were locked, we tried to find the slayer, But ev'ry wrong guess brought another death And soon we felt we had lost any prayer. I soon deduced my final accusation, Before the killer claimed another life. I fled to the mid