<strong>Grayson Park</strong><br/><br/>The man started to peek up from under his thick fedora, and the moment their eyes met, time seemed to freeze.  The wind gently kicked up, pushing his stetson away from his head, showing a rotted, decayed face underneath.  If not for the wind, the stench of death would be unbearable.<br/><br/>The billboard changed for that instant, the man in the picture staring down at her, wearing a coat made out of human skin and grinning evilly.  The caption read, "<strong>It seeks a new host</strong>" for just an instant, and then it was gone, back to normal, all except for the man who seemed wrong and evil in every way possible.<br/><br/>Horlicks continued to growl, but when time came back, the man's skin seemed to be sloughing down his body like melting wax.  "...help..." he asked of her gently, quivering in fright and holding his hands together as if to keep them from falling off his body.