I used to be a regular, everyday person. I was the girl next door. I could have been your sister, or maybe your cousin. My life was looking great. My boyfriend had proposed, and I had a brand new job. I was looking forward to the future.

Why did it have to end? Why did it all have to end in a blaze of fire and metal?

My life has changed...forever.

Life now would be illusion. It would be an illusion given me by the will of a monster, a terrible abomination, a creature of the night. Without this illusion I would be nothing. I would be dead.

The question is, should I die as that normal woman, with dignity, or should I accept the monster's accursed offer? Should I accept and become like him?