Authors note: I was going to make this a one shot but then I got a review asking me to please continue and well it got me thinking especially about the Boogeyman's point of view (with is what this chapter is told in by the way) so here we go...

I slithered back into the closet my job done, a college student this time. So fun, so fun my little game is. The girl was unusually easy to scare. You see terror is in my nature, I love to cause it, be near it, feel it flooding into a persons very been. I tend to take my time dragging out a persons fear over days, weeks, months, even years.

I felt sorry for this one though. Hmmmm...I might be loosing my touch, having this feeling of what should I call it maybe guilt? In the story she read, a true story, it paints me as a monster. Maybe I am but a necessary one. The story only gave one point of view.

I always have a reason for my actions. I prevent things. People assume they have free will, maybe they do I'm not sure. What I do know is if given the chance that student, that man's entire family from the story would of ruined the world. It's my job to keep this from happening.

Though maybe the student didn't deserve to die. Her action would have been accidental. I know it's my job to scare her to make her pay for what she would do but still...

Others are easier. I can see the horror they would cause and can make them fear there own shadow for an eternity as payment. Ones like that I don't even bother to kill. No, they are all in padded rooms with wild looks in there eyes. They won't be able to do anything to the world from there.

It's a cruel job I know but it has to be done. I often wonder if there are others like me. To be honest I don't know. I simply don't know. Sometimes, I hope so. To know I'm not the only one who feels how I do around horror. Sometimes, I hope not, for the very same reason.

At points like this, like now, I feel sick about myself. I don't care if my feelings are in my nature they still are wrong. But then again is there really a wrong. What is wrong but a general consensus of people on what you should and should not feel. Then again if there is no wrong than why am I hurting these people?

I just get my orders and follow them. Hey, I don't even know why I follow them or were they are from. It could be god, if he exist, or than again it could just as easily be the devil.

All I know is the only pleasure I get is from the pain of others and even that is beginning to wane.