Curse Of The White Candle Poem by Justin Gildow

Striking a white candle
I can tell that was a mistake
As I'm now cursed

Transporting me away into a chamber
Where the undead would nothing more
than to see me dead
I attack as fast as I can
Defeating zombies and spirits left and right
I can only hope to survive
To be alright
As I continue on my way
Into the night

After the undead have become dead once more
I'm transported to where I was before
The white candle is still there
Burning brightly
However this time around
It'll be ignored
As I continue on my way
Into the night