Overview

It wasn't long before everything he owned was either all black or

just plain dark, even his car. Rusty was enjoying his new style. People

feared him and would part for him when he walked by. They lowered their

voices around him as if they were afraid anything above a whisper would

enrage the sinister figure he had been converted into. It even seemed like

the room would darken when he entered. Teachers would become nervous when

teaching a class, he was a part of. And for a while he loved the situation

this caused. He liked knowing that people were afraid of him, but it was

one day that he soon became afraid of himself.