A small doe ponders in the tall grass.

What is she thinking?

What is she doing?

Why is she there?

Who am I?

Life gives us many mysteries like this, but WHO has the answers?

I bet you were wondering if this is a poem?

I can assure it isn’t, for this is hell. I will be your tour guide for the week, Mr Crumb. This is only day two. MORE HELL IS TO COME!

Since I should do a poem, I will end on this

You should be afraid.

You should be very afraid.

No one will help you.

 

あなたは恐れるべきです。 あなたは非常に恐れるべきです。 誰もあなたを助けません。