By Peter Stenson
There’s multiple type of monster.
When Chase first sees the little woman in umbrella socks disemboweling the Rottweiler, he isn't too involved. As an established meth addict, he’s no stranger to such frightening, drug-fueled hallucinations.
But as he and his fellow junkies quickly detect, the little woman is not any phantasm. the top of the realm particularly has arrived. And with Chase’s lifestyles already shattered by means of dependancy, the apocalypse may truly be an opportunity—a final probability to hit restart, win again the love of his lifestyles, and develop into the individual he as soon as dreamed of being.
That is, if the darkness inside of him does not spoil everything—again.