Vax stopped for a moment where he stood with the pan full of debris. Flashes of memory flickered through his mind - that creature wearing his dear friend's snarling face, blade cutting deep into Vax's abdomen. Throwing himself out a second-story window. The tearing of his flesh under a cruel robe. That thing was still out there, biding his time.

"Yeah, there are," Vax admitted softly, moving to dump the clutter into a nearby trash bin. "And other monstrous things besides."