The nightmare has begun for Ed Norton of the Boston Globe. In his investigations of a haunted house he caught the merest glimpse of that which no man was ever meant to see. Little does he suspect the mysteries he will come to understand and the terrors that will come to haunt him sleeping and waking. Better this way, as he tries to put behind him, to forget that which he has seen and better to forget so many questions he has that have not been answered. Better to bury his head in the sand while that is yet something of an option. Feel pity perhaps for he who imagines he might still pull back from the mystery and live as other men do; blind and ignorant of the true and terrible reality.

The nightmare has yet to begin for the others, but I feel them there, in the dark, dreaming their little dreams. So innocent, so unaware of how very, very fragile life really is. They are not yet ensnared in the twisted truth behind the lies, but they are coming nearer. Yes, nearer all the time. Soon enough they will be lost, as all must one day be lost....

mental state: dreaming the dark