Take Me.

There’s a story that I try to tell. And every time I start it, I don’t know where to begin. But it poisons my mind and of all of the scars I wear from years of terrible decisions, this one runs the deepest and is the freshest. I’ve never told anyone the full story – and only one other person knows that it happened at all. I did a lot of dating during my single days. There was a lot of trial and error. Most of it was brief encounters that ended with a fizzle and no spark. But once, there was a time that a spark ignited not into a flame, but an explosion. Before there was the Doctor, there was the Monster.