'I used to be scared of the dark.' I tell him. 'How about now?' I smile, but it's a sad smile. 'I grew up and got to see the real dangers of this world. I guess real monster don't live in the dark, they live inside of us.' His hand is searching mine, I can feel his fingertips touching my skin and I shiver. 'Are you scared of humans now?' He squeezes my hand softly. 'No, I am scared of myself, I am scared of whats inside of me.'