No, no, it can't be, I lost it, I impaled it, it's gone, no, no, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!




It was gone, now It's back, coursing through the man, using the husk of a boy as It's shell. There it is. It breathes, it pulses, it vibrates. Don't you see It? It lives in his chest. It needs to be destroyed! Killed! QUICK NO, NO, NO, NO,





Look into those eyes. Are not they beautiful? Submit. You feel safe, lost and defenseless in those beautiful eyes. Submit.