Children have been plagued by monsters for decades. From creepers under the bed, to the little voices whispering fears inside their heads. To the eyes that lie behind closet doors, to the ones that roam that halls of creaking floors. There's one forgotten by time, remembered only by a broken rhyme. He preys on the sweet to take, and neither between child or adult does he discriminate. A fearsome being dressed finely in all blue, with a mask to cover gruesome features that allow nightmares to ensue. So, run, hide, pretend it's all in your mind. For it doesn't matter to the monster of blue. He's coming for you.

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.