I found myself in the midst of a battlefield. I was standing and facing a mighty and fierce army, which had lined up to battle their foe. The ranks of this mighty army were too numerous to count, and it stretched out as far as the eye could see. As I looked closer, I saw that the various generals of the army divisions were standing in a row at the front line, their troops behind them. Amidst the great multitude of soldiers and weapons, I saw that one of the frontline leaders was looking directly at me. He was a big ugly monster with fierce teeth, a large snout and gold chains around his neck. He carried a banner and I knew who he was. His name was Shame. He had wanted my flesh for so long. He had come to me many times before to take my mind and curb my actions. He came to remind me of the past and to keep me bound there. Behind him were countless troops bound in chains, slaves that he had captured, and fought for him now. He seemed to sense my frailty, and to perceive that I...