In the darkness there dwells a beast. Not just any beast, but one that can consume one's life and soul with such ease that the idea of challenge is merely a philosophy and not a fact for this creature. We cannot trust this beast, as it is quick to cough us up or pretend it is not there, following you behind your back and mimicking your every move.

The beast often will make you laugh, it will make you cry with tears of joy, it will make you scream with anger and frustration. These are the nuances of this beast.

Some view the beast as a taunter or a demon, others view it as a blessing or an angel. The beast does not comply with whomever it selects. It makes up its mind and takes action quickly without informing anyone before doing so.

One dark night, the beast was following another one of its acquaintances very closely through a suburb when it was briefly distracted by a fluttering in its ear. The beast quickly turned to its left...