I remember the little lost boy that wandered a hospitals halls for hours just to chase a wraith that lured in foolish boys, corrupting them into disrepair. His audio logs marking his journey into the maw of the beast, his sense of self, and self worth fading. His mind warped and twisted until he didn't know right from wrong, grasping his heart in your hand. Puppetering his every move, how you enjoyed his staged stumbles.