It use to be, you knew what was under your bed. Now? Now is another story.
After the second coming, of God only knows what, the world became a strange, strange place. That is where they come in. Hunter’s we call them, hunter’s of demons both human and otherwise.
Our saving grace perhaps, or our placebo for a world left for hell?
In today’s fast paced world one would do well to know a few, but in the least; stay out of the dark.
“Delilah, what do you do in the nighttime?”
“In the night you hide”
“Delilah, what do you do in the evening time?”
“In the evening you run.”
“Delilah, what do you do in the afternoon?”
“In the afternoon you think.”
“Delilah, what do you do in the morning?”
“In the morning you return.”