— Sleep - which seemed to be your escape from work, became its own enemy. As soon as your eyes closed, an eerie image stood in the darkness. The figure of what looked like a dark-haired man, imprinted in your mind and ingrained to the marrow of your bones. Every night was torture, both physical and mental. His ghastly grin with grinning teeth and bloodshot eyes cut into the pain. Nightmares where different tortures from skin disfigurement as his fangs tore through flesh, to suffocation and broken limbs.