No matter where his research leads him, no matter how much he discovers, our narrator can't escape the cold, clammy mist of the past; leading us ever deeper into a chilling swamp of family history. It's like watching a car-crash, horrified but unable to look away - captivating and disturbing in equal parts.
Fear and violence have haunted me forever. I have lived in these shadows. I have always feared that I would be dragged away, bound, flayed like a dangerous animal. In endless nightmares I have glimpsed the jaws of wolves. Bright eyes glittered in the bedroom of my childhood.