I never believed in demons or monsters lurking under my bed.
But lately I've started to wonder if evil in fact hasn't infiltrated this world, slithering over streets and sidewalks, wearing whatever disguise suits its immediate purpose.
When a choirboy is molested, is it by the devil in a priest costume?
Or does Satan play a more clever game to get what he wants?
To win the contest and accomplish his goals, might the Prince of hatred mask himself as love?
