Warning

You used to fear simple things. You were afraid of the dark, afraid of monsters under the bed, afraid of thunder. And then after growing up, you learned to fear new things, very real things.

You were afraid of him. He was using you, but you couldn't bare being alone.

And he couldn't either.

Living in the new world was harder than living in the old, but you knew one thing for sure. That man, the one you had feared for so long, was going to die by your hands.