We call him John Doe and he is a very good friend of mine. He recounts a horrifying encounter with the Boswell Bruch Crawler/Pale Crawler in Pneesylvania. It shook him to his core and gave him terrible anxiety for a long time after. He never looked at existence the same again. He is a great friend and so we had a very FUN and long chat. I didn't edit anything out because the human side, and personality we all demonstrate illuminates the contrasting TERROR that follows our ice breaking.
