"He appeared one day. Uncalled. He was simple. He called himself Enzo. With a black jacket which looked pretty damaged through its use over the years, with some improvised patches. He even used a paper clip to fix the broken zipper on it. He is such a "character", the way he dresses and acts. Who is this guy? I asked myself. At the beginning I didn't pay attention to his actions. He got everyone on his side pretty quickly. He won everyone's respect. That's when I felt something was off with him. He was way too charming. He was way too perfect. He couldn't do anything wrong. He always convinced everyone to do what he pleased. But there was still something off with him. It seemed that he didn't feel emotions at all. His face didn't express any emotion at almost all times. He remained almost soulless. And when someone was in pain, he seemed "false" and off. He seemed like he wasn't capable of feeling empathy for others. He faked his emotions, trying to fake empathy. That seemed pretty off and that's when I started being almost scared of him. I felt it. Something very bad was brewing with him. I wanted to know more. My curiosity won over me. So I started watching him closely. Then I realized the monster I was dealing with. All those things that he hid from us. His charisma, his voice, his attitude, he was hiding something very terrible behind that mask. I followed him through the park. He stalked people from far away and then followed them just to corner them on some alley. Then, not believing what I was seeing, he transformed into a monster, into some kind of creature, with horns and big teeth, instantly devouring its victim without letting it escape. I watched the whole scene and gasped. He turned to look at me. Now I know the truth. I was right, something bad was going on with you. Now I'm cornered on this alley, knowing what my fate will be... Being devoured by him in a violent manner... My curiosity killed me..."