"You don't know the first thing." There was someone at the door, wearing cloak, holding something I could not see. "Well, that... because no one told me." I replied casually. This man seemed laughing, but only his jaw stretched ear to ear, and a hollow creaking sound came from his throat. Something glistened inside the cloak, must be his teeth, I reckon. "THAT DOES NOT MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE TO." "I never object, God forbid please keep your voice low, all I want to know is why I am." I, however painful it was to speak, spoke. He looked at me, well don't ask me if I am certain but it seemed, he looked at me. It was bit dark and under the cloak I can't make out if it is my wife or her cat. "I don't have a wife, I remember." I assured myself. "What?" "Nothing." I woke up from my dream sequence. "I want to know what is wrong with me. Why me?" "Oh! That, I do not know mys...