[It has followed me][].
[it has followed me]: http://pete.nu/blog/2003/07/the-beast-of-the-bridge/
The terror that haunted me, through my waking hours and in my darkest nightmares.
I thought that I had escaped it. I thought that 16.6 miles would be enough to throw it off my scent forever. But I was wrong.
It has also developed a hideous new ability: the ability to teleport at will. When you think that you have managed to outrun it and leave it far behind, and your chest is pounding and your legs are aching, somehow it reappears in front of you to terrorise you some more. You cross the road to escape its deadly attack, and this outfoxes it… for now.
Your journey home takes forever. When you finally arrive to the safety of your abode, you barricade the doors and windows, and curl up a darkened corner: quivering, sobbing, shaking. You can not hide forever. You know this.
In the opposite corner of the room, the sodium light defines the edges of your flamethrower. You must destroy the beast.