Fear was such an alien emotion that had never chanced to brush against me until now.

There was never a moment of uncertainty in my life until she crushed the very foundations my faith stood upon. Starling, isn't it? What one single person is capable of incinerating a colossal wonderland of the other, but she did just that; ripping apart everything that made me whole.

She embodied a confounding sensation that many had died whilst discovering and I may be just the one to warn the rest of the world about her despicable clutches of intangible demise.

As I sit here, inking my blank pages that demand the truth, I can't help but feel the constancy of dread weigh me down and dissuade me from continuing. For the thought of her finding out of my anecdotes would be the end of me as well as them.

Caution is advised to the reader of these secret documents to return them to their safety once been read through, or else my efforts will be in vain.