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(created 2012-08-13 18:28):
**I HAVE NO IDEA WHY THE BOTTOM WON'T FLIP, I HAVE FLIPPED IT BOTH WAYS BUT IT REMAINS IN THIS FLIPPED POSITION AND NOW I THINK I'M GOING TO FREAKING KILL SOMEONE. PLEASE DON'T JUDGE THE SKIN LOWER BECAUSE OF THIS ANNOYING PROBLEM.**
"You want monsters? I assume fairy tales: goblins, ghouls and skeletons. You want a tale of a monster so? Very well picture this: a place of hatred, a place you don't want to be and picture this also: a constant shadow of what? Let your mind answer that. So hell it is? A dream you want to wake up from but can't and you walk alone and with all images of horror in your mind. Its your mind that gets you, the thought that it could be anything around the corner and the knowledge that you cannot do anything to stop it. What will kill you? Why? And how?
Of course it should be for a reason a true monster wants something that it yours, something that your body wants to keep inside of you. Feel your heart beat fast? Soon you won't feel it at all, soon there will be nothing but bone and blood and air. Your heart torn from you? Life pulled from you to feed? To kill? But why? A monster raises horrid questions, questions you'd be better off not knowing the answer to but want to know anyway but that's human nature and that is why we die.
This is THE monster. The monster that will chill the others. Solo it stalks but in numbers it gathers taking its prize and doing God knows what with, it may feed, it may collect but one thing is for sure: it wants it and it will take it from you and it will kill you. But you don't want to die fight it, hunt it, stop it, but you can't, you can't kill it; its stronger and wants to kill, it wants your organs and it will have them. Run? Its faster, Hide? Its better. Cry? It ends it quicker.
This thing will find you, it loves the hunt and loves the prize even more. It takes your heart, your liver and your eyes.
Its a thing of sheer horror and just look at it again, its eyes gone. Heart. Gone. Liver. Gone... Its you, it was you, and it will be you nothing can stop that so lie down, cry and accept fate as it looks you in the eyes that it will take."