We are the outsiders.

We are the things you see in the corner of your eye when you’re walking through a store or street. We are the things that creak the cracks in your homes late at night. We are the reason for the haunting and poltergeists that you see on your television.
We are the shivers that slither down your spine.
We are the reason the hair on your arms stands up.
We are the reason for your eerie sickness that comes when you’re in a room by yourself.

We roam until our business is finished.

Why must you ask? We are given this chance by chance itself. A chance for us to avenge the wrongs we received in life. The tortures and pains we had to endure.

We are the shadows.