Yuletide Slay Ride

'I turn slowly toward her, and that thin frail hope that I’d held onto… the hope that I could sate the demon raging within me and cool off my simmering rage by hacking up Gregor… that I could spare Mina my evil tonight… that hope is gone. What will I do when I catch this little rabbit?'

The events of Halloween haunt me. I can't get them out of my head.

I wanted to remove Mina from this world. But it wasn’t me… I don’t want her gone. I’m not some crazed jealous abusive boyfriend. I wasn’t mad at her. I know she did nothing wrong.

It was the wild in me. The dark in me. It was the other, the something else that isn’t me, the broken shards of what I became so long ago.

The animal. The monster. That inhuman thing.

There is no saving me.