when i see them, my breath stops short. i get the chills and the hair on my arms stand up. my senses get knocked out of me and all i can do is BE. all i can feel is desperation. all i can sense is overwhelming sadness. they will never know what i know. feel this black feeling for me. they need to. they possess some magical quality that will unlock these closed doors. i know it, i can feel it. so they need this. they need to know, or else this life is reduced to nothing. so tell them, so tell them. let them know so that it will all go away.