I have always had a fear. Of air vents. No one ever understands why. They call me crazy.
Think I am in need of mental help. But the truth is, maybe I am. I am Lilian. A girl who has an irrational fear of air vents. But it isn't the vent itself, it's what lies behind it. And it isn't just air vents, it is white walls, blank canvases, and anything else that whatever you are picturing in your mind, burns itself into it. And the culprit of the fear? A man who was supposed to be long dead.
