It's too dark- too dark for even a human eye to adjust itself to the darkness. The outline of a small room-like structure comes into being. In its death and despair. Death embodies this space and molds it into its will, creating more death; death and destruction. Pure chaos. Suddenly light, light from all directions fills this void. The light that blinds if you stare too much into it. A room no bigger than what a normal human being can live in is revealed, but in it lives something further from being human. An "IT". Its mind disintegrated into nothing a long time ago. Now remains nothing but pure hunger, a hunger only filled with the flesh of the living, the warm blood of a pumping heart. Mind devoid, not human, something malevolent.