Fear

In the shadows, Fear walks hand in hand with you. It has consumed you, separating you from all those surrounding.

The journey is set before you; the only companion willing to join is Fear. It reminds you that nothing safe will arrive, but you go along anyway, hoping that it's wrong.

Fear envelopes you in a tight embrace, paralyzing your ever being, while wishing you luck. Of course, people pass you by, but they do not stop upon seeing your silent pleas for help. Fear is with them too, a hand on each of his or her shoulder.

Fear helps you move, removing his tight embrace and allowing his strength to reside by you for a moment. But Fear retreats, the strength it gave you being too powerful for it to control.

You reach for the door, Fear giving your hand a tight squeeze. It urges you to continue, the strength it once provided you now diminishing.

Fear slips into your mind, at this point now giving you a choice: continue on with it, or banish it for good?