my name is graham, and i live here with old man and old woman, who used to be my mother and father, but now are a living joke. a reminder of the future that i shall soon inhabit. a testament to the embalming blandness of comfort. samuel is the only one of us who is alive. he breathes real fire, his words are formed from inside his chest and blast their way right through your body. i am powerless to resist this disgusting man.