Monsters enjoy luring you in, promising you one thing, then yanking it from before your eyes.
Suddenly, you become aware you’ve been had—misguided, deceived, taken as a dupe. You’re a mark. You wanted to believe in the best intentions of the monster. There were promises and the urging of trust. You gave it.
But then the monster pulls the old human bait and switch, and you’re left standing there, weeping, feeling like a fool.
