A petite, teenage boy is challenged with the most horrifying night of his young life and is forced to adapt to the changes afterwards that results from it.
Some people may recognize this from a story of the same name posted to Fictionmania a long time ago. That's because it is the same story, posted by me, only I went by the pen name Mercurial Erika back then. I'd left it alone for a while because I was losing my muse and was concerned it was becoming boring and stale. Well, my muse is back and she's shotgunning Red Bull (I think I may have to use that line in a story later) so I've picked it back up again and this time I intend to finish it. I hope that you enjoy it.