Feeling restless? Let's take a walk. We'll take a stroll down to my favorite place. Sure, it's a dark, lonely, twisted path but don't be afraid, I'm here with you. Pay no attention to the way the naked tree branches thrash about in the wind, sounding like old bones rattling around in a pine box. Ah, I love the way the moonbeams reach for us between the writhing, intertwined shadows. What? That sound? Oh, it's nothing. Nothing at all...Herein lies...