Stories. Hopefully the kind that make it hard to sleep at night, to make you watch the doors of your closets and the black place under your bed. Why? Because there are some stories that only I can tell. If they happen to be mean, dark and full of evil, there is nothing I can do. Like parasites they lived in me, feeding on my soul until I tore them out and put them down.
So read, and let my nightmares become yours.
– Ben Pienaar