Something happens to me when the Sun goes down.

My heart begins to race and the hair on the back of my neck stands stiff.

My thoughts become disarray and I begin to lose sight of who I believed was me.

My chest expands and my nails begin to sharpen.

My feet spread and my conscience flees.

I become more than a man and more powerful than my deepest fears.

I become the Beast.


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