““I took the drug an hour ago, and I have been waiting for its effects to be felt. I was told that this medicine comes from a place that never existed, that the supply of it is priceless, and the experience one of a kind…”

“It was waiting there, further down the beach, partially submerged in water, though the bulk of its form was obvious even when framed against the pounding of the surf.”

““When it comes to see me, it is not as a presence, but as a feeling. Even when it is in the same room as me, I know that it is not there, not in a way that is tangible, and not in a way that can be stopped.”

““I see them all over Wellington Street. Every night there seems to be more of them, and I can't help but feel that it is all my fault.”

“There is a way the place plays with shadows and the way that light seems to pull away when the moon is hidden in the sky. It is like the dark calls to the dark, and that the deeper the darkness gets, the more there seems to be found.”