Allen Masteel fights a quiet war every midnight.
The battles take place in his bedroom.
Oh, he is confident that he will win this war...
Even though his adversary died 84 years ago.
I'm wide awake now... standing in my bathroom, over the sink, splashing cold water on my face!
I've just survived another fever nightmare night of dreams infused into my mind by the ghost in my room!
I'm not leaving my goddamn apartment... I pay the rent here... and I will not allow it to scare me off!
One us us will capitulate... and it will not be me... it died once... can't it just die again and take residence anywhere else but here?