As of the past few months you've been running through the same repetive problem of loosing tome. Almost blacking out and finding yourself somewhere else. You figured maybe you were loosing it. Your sanity finally reaching its limit. But no, it wasn't you, it was someone. The man you 4 had been seeing the name repeat in all the papers, those notes. Habit. And he has chosen you as his victim, his target for putting into every situation possible to drive you crazy. Tonight? A rat. You ate a rat. 