Frank Bryce Dies

A light from the house
The kettle sings.

He sets out for the darkness
Not knowing what awaits him.

The murmurs that echo in the emptiness
They don't make any sense.

A whisper of a planned murder
Something he shouldn't hear.

The snake that greets him
His fear heightens.

The voice from the chair
Sends chills through his old bones.

The sight of horror
Has sealed his fate.


Inspiration:
* Opening visuals in the film adaptation of "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire".