...rats!

Shadow scratching, pulling at the fibers, giddy with the quickness of destruction.  Speculations dash like fireflies in my mind, flaring brightest before they die forever.  And my reluctance to venture into the darkness comes from the fear that I will find something I'd rather not see.  But the curiosity of open eyes will lead me to the answers; such indifference to emotional repercussions, satiable in only one way.  And so, ill-prepared, I'll wade into the unknown and draw the curtain back in hopes that what I see is something I can handle.