The Monster arrives just after midnight. As they do.But Conor didn't run.
In fact, he wasn't even frightened.
All he could feel, all he had felt since the monster revealed itself, was a growing disappointment.
Because this wasn't the monster he was expecting.
"Shout all you want," Conor shrugged, "I've seen worse."
You really aren't afraid, are you?
"No," Conor said. "Not of you, anyway."
The monster narrowed its eyes.
You will be, it said. Before the end.
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