Darkness II?

A shroud of darkness surrounds you.
Theres a cool breath nearby.
You whirl around, only to find,
Emptyness.
The silence is opressive,
Your paranoia, obsessive.
A chilling wind blows,
The moon and stars disappear.
Complete and utter black,
A cloak hiding your fears in the night.
Fright takes a firm hold.
Survival is all that matters now.
Instinct kicks in,
You prepare for flight.
You freeze in place.
Escape is futile.
What do you do in the face of death?
Will you laugh, cry, plead?
You're certainly going to bleed.