*whispering, speaking slowly* I am not like you...I have come to Mark you, Dane. Now, we can find you. We will meet you soon, little one…

*politely* Hello. I am waiting for someone. Might you be him?

*smiling cruelly* *slightly dramatic delivery* Humans like to spread around this falsity that it is impossible for anyone to be born with darkness embedded in their flesh. Or that it’s possible to fight instinct with something as pathetic as intellect. This of course, is little more than fragile morality trying to rear it’s ugly head within your own equally unpleasant mind. It shouldn’t be surprising for you to know: there is much more darkness in this world than there is light.