The boogeyman doesn’t exist. That’s what your parents tell you, what they’re supposed to tell you. But now I know better. If you’re reading this now, it may already be too late. I don’t know how far this thing goes, or if there’s even a way out of all this. I don’t expect you to take my word for it, but maybe, just maybe if you pay attention, you won’t make the same mistake that I did. Maybe you can get out before they come for you too.