Teleportation’s Curse
In Shadowed Labs, A Mind Obsessed,
With Conquering Time, A Haunted Quest.
A Machine He Built, A Metallic Beast,
A Doorway To worlds, Beyond The Least.
Teleportation’s Curse, A Dream Turned Nightmare,
His Ambition’s Fire, A World To Ensnare.
Shadows Take Form, Reality Tears,
Twisted Echoes, Chilling Fears.
The Hum Grows Loud, A Dissonant Roar,
Electric Serpents, Twisting And Soar.
The Air Distorts, The Line Blurs Thin,
Between The Real, And Where Horrors Begin.
His Creation Turns, A Hunger Unleashed,
Consuming All, Sanity Breached.
A Puppet He Is, To Panic And Despair,
His Pleas For Mercy, Lost In The Air.
The Scientist’s Pride, Now A Twisted Shell,
His Dream Turned Nightmare, A Monstrous Spell.
A Reminder Stark, Of The Price We Pay,
When We Tamper With, The Fabric Of The Day.
His Cries Echo Still, In The Depths Unknown,
A Legacy Of Horror, Forever Sown.
A Chilling proof, To The Cost We Bear,
When Ambition’s Hunger, Becomes A Nightmare.