Preface

You will ask me to ruminate on a monster.

You will ask me to recount the tale. To turn back the clock and regail you with the horrors of the operating room...the creeping terror of the moonlit laboratory.

You will ask for the monster...and I will give you only myself. For it was I, and I alone that am the monster in this tale. I who killed the brother. Who murdered the bride. I who unleashed on the world an abomination so great...that none could be rescued from the whirlwinds of his rage. None could escape. Not even me.

He is out there somewhere...the shadowy furies of our subconscious mind. The naked rage of a howling demon. He is out there. And I will find him. I will chase him to the ends of the earth. And either he...it or I shall catch our final breath. My death or it's own.