You wake to a darkness. You are trapped in your dream, you will wake soon.
There's something here, you can feel it.
A darkness that lurks inside each soul.
It's yours.
It's your darkness.

You look it in the eye, it roars at you.
You feel cold...

It approaches you, stealing your warmth and joy.
You feel numb...

Oh? It feels as if you were never happy...
You feel the cold sink into your skin...

First joy.... Now excitement and love...
The cold pierces your very soul....

It's icy breath hits your face.
It's all you remember.

You feel it in your bones...
It seeps into your veins, tarnishing your blood.

It's your hatred and pain...
It's been building under every failure that was brushed off...
Under every stinging word...
Under every threat...
You feel it steel your soul.

You feel it drive you insane.

You are hate.

You have the knife in hand.

You are ready.

Kill the ones who've wronged you.

They deserve to suffer.