If a magician’s best friend is misdirection, a monster’s best friend is the element of surprise. Along with a foreboding sense of anticipation, the element of surprise can be the quickly drawn emergency brake that jumpstarts your heart as swiftly as it turns you on end.
Our strategy is genius, but also one that comes so naturally, it’s effortless in its power.
Step one: Embody everything that is good and just in your world. It’s of paramount importance not only for you to trust us, but that you trust us so implicitly that you drop your guard. Fully and completely.
Step two: Draw you toward us. You can sense something dark simmering just below the surface, like a deer that can smell a predator upwind. And yet, we’ve given you no reason to harbor such a fear, so you have no reason to retreat. We hold our hand out to you, precious creature. Come take a salty lick.
Step three: POUNCE! Is there a reason to attack? Not always. Do you deserve our wrath? Probably not. At least, not to the point of death. But hey, we just happened to be holding this shard of pottery, itself thrown in wrathful haste. In the blink of an eye, it becomes one with your jugular.
Sometimes, we surprise even ourselves.
