Malcolm was scared of the monster inside his father. That was true. But it was also so much more complicated than that. Complicated by the fact that he remembered how he felt with his father before he knew. He remembered how much he loved and admired him. How close they were. The fun they had. Complicated by the fact that he found out his father wanted to kill him on the camping trip. He was ten years old. Complicated by the fact that he needed to know things only Dr Whitly knew and never knew if the things he was told were true.

"He told me it was ridiculous. That it wasn't what he wanted. Like it was some sort of personal affront to him. When I left, I could hear him screaming at me all the way down the hall."