What Happens Next?

I stood there looking,

wondering what next.

I could hear the whispers,

the small sounds behind me.

The breeze slightly chilling,

the dark a bit oppressive.

I ran through scenarios

of what it could be.

Many things could make that noise.

Many shadows could make those shapes.

I stood there wondering,

what would happen next.

The hairs were straight up on my neck.

Something touched my shoulder.

I knew what would happen next.