<strong>Grayson Park - Clearing</strong><br/><br/>The monster considered them both, pondering how to explain.  "I don't know," he said to the first set of questions.  "I think it's the leukemia, though.  He knew I was going to die, said that there was no reason for it.  Life doesn't make any sense the way most people understand it, so fleeting, pointless and gone."<br/><br/>At the question of a cost, he shook his head.  "Nothing was asked in return.  My body hasn't been quite the same, I seem to be rotting, but I-"  Without warning, something dark seemed to splash over his vision, unsettling him for a moment.  "I'm afraid I've told you all I can."  His demeanor changed quickly, a bit surprised, a bit afraid.  "I hope it's a fair payment for the kindness of not forcing my son to deal with this.  Now I'll ask you to leave us be."