I feel corrupted as if something entered my spirit without my permission and all of a sudden i feel as dark as i look i think its coming for me it cant be ignored i see and hear the corruption almost as if its calling out to me but in little whispers i feel my face still and motionless I'm ashamed to say it but i think I'm becoming my environment the mental and spiritual barriers I've put up are starting to crack gases of evil and lust begin to seap into me remember when i said my face is still? Well that was a lie a deadly smile begins to form on my face i crave and seek a certain thrill and the craving is literally getting stronger as i look in the mirror and see my reflection i see who i was and who've became along with the possibility of who or what i mite turn into my reflection pulls his head up and upon his face is a wicked smile his teeth is about as sharp and smooth as a conman his eyes are about as grey as a movie picture without color or sounds...who is this?? Demon? Man?....it's its me