A week or two, that’s all we made it throughBad signs were showing again I just knewWe gave up Cassandra so this would not beAnnabelle was acting so secretlyI had to find out what was behind her strange behaviourDid she think I was blind?She’d lock herself into our roomI’d knock and she would not come outI sense immense impending doomI had no doubt, our nightmare was about to beginI was blinded by my rage and seeing redIf he did something to my wife I’ll have his headThere must be something that the Arab had not saidI was blinded by my rage and seeing redThen one day I left early in the rainI’d spy on my family make sure they’re okI went to the back, put boxes in a stackWiped rain from the window and tried to relaxMy view improved, her clothes were removedI saw baby Jacob and her back was so smoothShe had our son a feeding had begunShe sat so awkwardly something was wrongI saw what I could not believe, she was kneeling with my sonShe held him but her hands were free, how was this being doneWhat kind of thing had she become?I was blinded by my rage and seeing redGod only knows what little Jacob had been fedSo very strange the way she held her crooked headI was blinded by my rage and seeing redI leapt from the window and ran to the front doorRamming my shoulder to find it was lockedFiring my pistol, it blasted to splintersI forced my way into the bedroom and shockInside I found my bride became a monsterTentacles flailing, they came from her chestSplit open wide from her neck to her navelFeeding our son something not from her breastAnnabelle’s eyes were as white as a blizzardHer jaw was detached with a tongue like a snakeHissing and rasping a voice like a lizardAll this insanity too much to takeI made my way with my blade to baby JacobCutting the sinews that now held my sonI recognized just what the hell they were made ofThe same blackened tissue from when this begun