It’s that feeling that you’re not alone… that, perhaps, you are merely a host for something with hatred in its bones… an incredible, ancient, dark ghost. And, I’ve felt this before. It’s growing more and more. It’s hatred, matched with my own scorn. You’ve been warned, you’ve been warned. I’ve been hiding this passenger from all the damage that is yet to come. There’s nowhere left to run, to run, run… there’s nowhere left to run. You will not be spared this time. For, I am just what you made me to be, now the death toll chimes. You destroyed all that I was, your Mother Earth now bears her claws… her claws.
