As children, we are led to believe there are monsters in the darkness. It has ill-prepared us for the monsters that walk among us in the light. For years, the sickness grew inside him. Stronger. Needful of its want. He knew what it was, and knew that it was wrong. But he was weak. Desire, lust, perversion - this was his sickness. Alfred was a normal man to any who might see him walking by; no one would ever believe the darkness that...