"I can’t think straight tonight. What is the point of reflecting on all these memories? Am I afraid? Or am I just… tired? Soon, that pain deep within myself will be washed away. And this can all be a bad, bad dream. I’m selfish, arrogant, and colder than a frozen lake. I enjoy the chase, watching others struggle, and I love that about me! I know what I am, so… who are you?"