I have always been distressed by the floating corpses, abandoned and defiled in the most pious river of India. The Ganges. The paradoxical relationship of the river and the abandoned corpses always haunts me.
He lurks in the deepest parts of my mind, taunting me with his bloodlust. His thirst to rip through people's flesh and hear them scream, begging him to stop to let them live another is most unsettling. He wasn't always there... he didn't always invade my once cheerful dreams.