What's that moving in the shadows? Ever felt like somethings watching you from afar? Like there's an unatural sensation slowling moving up your back to your neck? A cold shiver like as if you would have just witnessed something impossible and yet still could not fathom what just transpired within your gaze? I have to. You sense it to do you? It's in the air, the ground. A rott of sort. It's taking over the land, The people, turning them savage and unreasnoble. The sickness or infection.. Is just a piece in a much larger puzzel. Still in the end I will be here.. As a crow or worm feasting on the recently deceased. Some would look at me like scum, I prefere to be viewed as an opportunist.  Not many know my story and I don't tend to share it with anyone. It's not like it matters any longer, But if you know how to find me. Be sure to tell me what your selling. And what your buying. And come back anytime.