Take your fears and your secrets, take them deep inside. Hide them well, don't let me see where. I'll count to ten million. Then, when you're ready, I will hunt. I will crawl inside. I will find every nook, every crevasse, no matter how big, no matter how small. You may not see me coming, but you will feel me, inside. Mask them, fake them, you cannot throw me off the scent, your fear is the sweetest aroma I have ever known. It draws me deeper than you dared dream I'd go. *sniffs* Oh, I know that smell... arund this corner, there it is. Trembling even more now that it knows I have found its' hiding place. It has no where to run, no chance of escape. I stalk closer, slowly, carefully, mindfull of it's eye movements as it searches for a way out. If it moves I will pounce, but as I move in it is too frightened to run or fight. I lower my mouth full of razor sharp teeth, and... I gently begin to lick away the cold, I lay beside it to give it my warmth. I will protect it. I will care for it, and as it grows I am there. I will give it strength to stand on its' own though never let it out of my site.
You are my prey, make no mistake.
