Do you like survival horror? I don't like 'em very much, but I did get impressed by Clock Tower. It was so different. It was like a serious Monkey Island. My favorite part was the "fight" (actually, escape and accidental killing) against Dan Barrows. So, I decided to write this part of the game with Dan's POV.

CRADLE UNDER THE STAR

I have laid here for a long time. Anyone fears me. My mother first was gleeful of my birth, but now there is dread under her heart when she talk about me… Dread is love. Because of this I live here, in the cradle under the star, the only place where I can be my true self. Yeah, a disfigured giant baby? That's hilarious, I am not even close to it. Even my so-called 'mother' doesn't know my true form. She is so stupid. She call me 'son', 'sweetheart'… I don't kill her just for a reason. She brings me food. I will always remember my first meal. I think he was called… Walter Simpson.

Anyway, I do hate her, and there is only one who truly deserves more hate than she does. Bobby Barrows. The so called Scissorman. His giggling gets on my nerves. Too bad he is my little twin brother. It is such a big shame… He is so weak compared to me. I want to kill him, and he wants to kill me. That's our kind of love. But I am the most important in the family… I am the only one who truly deserves to live. The others must die. ALL the other. For this, me, the Demon, or, as the world know me, Dan Barrows, I was sent. To end the world… For I am evil incarnate. I will lay somewhere as burning and as hot as the hell, yet still filling the cold.

What's that? I hear… something moving out of the cradle. Fool? I can see her. A pathetic girl who I, somehow…like her. I must get her. I must have her… by killing her.

I go after her, my steps shakes all the cave, the girl is escaping, but she will fall under me. I feel the cold of the water of the little river, my hunger is taking over. But I'll have her, even if this will cost my own… EH? What kind of thing is falling near the fire, what is it doing…?

Argh! Fire, by bones, my muscles, I feel it inside my own heart. The feet are cooled by water, but it isn't enough to save me! At least, the girl is laughing. Someone has evil glee just like me, I see.

As I said, I am evil incarnate,I will lay somewhere as burning and as hot as the hell, yet still filling the cold. Anyway, this is the circle.

Birth…

…Life…

…Times…

…Death.

… and Rebirth?

----THE END?----

Please R& R. If it is liked, I could make a sequel, in Edward's POV. Happy new year!