I see demons.
I see devils.
I see the monsters that wear the twisted faces of mad men, whose expressions are locked in grief and terror.
They're everywhere.
No one believes me, yet I see them. I know they're real.
If you don't notice, they'll latch on to you. They'll whisper false words into your ear, saying maddening sentences.
They're the parasites of the night; predators of men.
They are the apex.
If you don't open your eyes, you'll be trapped; dancing in the palm of their hands, wrapped in layers of darkness, and led astray from life, toward the pit of hell they call their home.
If you don't begin to open your eyes and look, they'll see you first.
Mother saw them, they spoke to her, yet she kept her eyes closed.
That's how they took her, like how they'll take you.
Evil is real.
Open your eyes.