Comments about Orlando Belo
House Of Shadows
Every time I fall asleep I find myself walking
down this fusty, dark cobwebbed stone stairway.
I don't know where I am or where I'm supposed to be going.
My memory always seems to go blank when as I approach the hallway.
This time I'll try to stay focused and see what lies before me.
The torches on the wall are dim and the light is not so good.
I can ear unearthly scary noises not too far down the corridor.
I'm frightened, and have an uncomfortable tingling in my blood.