The Terror of the Incubus
Perhaps it is a primal instinct, born in a time when our ancestors huddled in caves for protection against noctural predators that posed a real and tangible threat to their very lives. Perhaps it is the darkness, a neutralizing of our primary sense that turns the otherwise familiar world around us into a world of shadows, a world of mystery, a world of the unknown. Perhaps it is the silence, a time of reflection on all the worries we managed to push to the back of our minds in the din...