It amazes me how the concept of evil permeates in almost any independent/co-independent world or idea. From all the religions, to stories to lovecraft. They are forces that simply seek you out. They ...
I don't know where I am. I don't know why I got off. A wind of confusion swifts on my face as I get off the train car. Kasukabe. The train is supposed to take arrives, but I let it go. But I let that sink in. This sink in. It feels as though I have to ...
Page 83 He is there, he is always there. Watching. Waiting. Waiting for me to talk, to reach out, to tell someone, anyone, that he exists. That he is here.