• The Shadow waits. He waits for a passer-by. A human to allow him to enter it...to allow fear to take over…the fear to consume him or her...or them. The Shadow waits for them…just beyond their sight. That is when the fear will consume them…first they hear The Shadow say their name…first outside their home as a child, then later when they know they are alone. Those are the fun ones.

    Of course, they always claim it was their imagination rather than The Shadow saying their name. Then slowly they realize that it is The Shadow. They try to run…they try to hide, but The Shadow knows…he always knows. He waits for them to come out then he attacks them. Of course, the people that The Shadow falls in love with are sent away. Insane is what they are called, yet they are not. The Shadow has turned them into a believer, a follower of The Shadow.

    The next time you hear someone say your name that is The Shadow, marking you as his child. Making you his slave. Causing your fear. Ruining the life you once knew as he slowly chips away at your sanity. I know what he does…I will always know. And soon, you will to, my friend. You are forever marked.