At night when she closed her eyes she could see pictures. At first she could not see them clearly, they were covered in smoke. Something deep within the fog came out to her. It gave her it`s eyes, showed her the images, but now she regrets having ever seen them. The images told dark, gruesome tales. One a girl like her should never hear. Now she is different. Everything she sees is different. Changed, warped. She sees through new eyes, eyes full of sorrow and tears, the eyes of the demon that showed her the way.