Prologue
It's funny actually how we all have these fears that seem so big yet looks like child's play in comparison to the true monsters: us. We hide our true selves from the world just to fit in and as each day pass, we think that we've managed to outrun and escape the parts of ourselves that scare us but we were wrong. They were there all this time just waiting to strike and destroy the sense of normalcy that we've gotten so used to but after everything that's happened, I still don't know if I'm supposed to hate or embrace those less than good parts of me. Maybe it's for the better you know? Who were we kidding, we deluded ourselves into thinking that we're this picture perfect community when we're not even close to perfection at all. Maybe we just brought this on to ourselves, who even knows at this point? I guess they're not kidding when they say you can't outrun the demons inside you.
