What do you do when you have a monster living inside of you?
One that's resided there for years, growing.
Becoming who you are.
You'd think I should kill it.
Curiosity grows, you want to get to know him.
You find that he frightens you.
That he wants to destroy your mind.
But it's like poison.
You know that it's madness.
But you treat him like a friend.
A dear, close friend.
I want to get away.
You decide to keep him.
Start to enjoy his presence.
Let him consume you.
I am not human anymore.
The world is not the world you once knew.
The people are so hollow, so empty.
Everything is dead.