I unwrapped it like the hard-up eager naïve teenager I was. And it turned out to be a big fucking Monster that didn't just give me bad dreams but live fucking nightmares that still haunts me years after, wherever I go, reminding me that demons always come in the most appealing of packages.

'If you gotta choose a name what will it be?" Killer asks, unaffected by the audience and my obvious inner battle I have going on inside me.

My eyes snap off the older man walking closer to us ...