In the dead of night, when all is still, And darkness creeps in with a chil ... poem by Stefano Donno

In the dead of night, when all is still,

And darkness creeps in with a chill,

There lurks a terror, a fearful fright,

A vampire stalking, in Fright Night.

His eyes aglow, with a hunger deep,

He preys upon the innocent in their sleep,

And though they scream and try to fight,

They fall beneath his deadly might.

But one young man, with a heart so brave,

Decides to face the vampire, and save

His town from terror, from endless night,

In Fright Night's eerie, haunting sight.

With a friend by his side, he sets out to slay,

The vampire that haunts them night and day,

And though the odds are stacked so high,

He won't back down, he'll fight or die.

In a battle fierce, with stakes and fire,

He faces the vampire's deadly desire,

And though he's battered, bruised, and torn,

He emerges victorious, with the break of dawn.

For in the end, it's not just about the fight,

But the courage to stand up for what's right,

And in Fright Night's dark and ominous place,

One young man found his own inner grace.