I like Steam. I like the colour. I'd call it black.

Black...

Black...

BLACK...

ALL BLACK!

LIKE THE PRECESSION OF NIGHT THAT LEADS US INTO THE VALLEY OF DESPAIR! SO COLD THE SNOW! SO COLD! BLACK!

CAN I TAKE MY XYLOPHONE TO SCHOOL, AND PLAY IN THE CORNER BY MYSELF, MUMMY?

THE MOON! IS WEEPING IN A SECRET ROOM!

THEY TAP AT MY WINDOW WITH TINY POLES! I'M A FLY, TRAPPED IN A BOTTLE OF SHADOWS!

WHAT'S FOR BREAKFAST MOTHER? MAGGOTS ON TOAST?

THEY'RE HERE, THEY'RE HERE, THEY'VE LANDED ON THE PIER!

WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH FATHER, MOTHER? FOLD HIM LIKE A TICKET AND POKE HIM IN A HOLE?

They wait for me in the forest...

Listen...... can you hear?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHH