The Real Monster

Favoring numerous modest, beautiful farmhouses, as well as a little, typical country village out in the distance. There are wheat fields that glow golden in the sunlight, and in one of these fields, a farmer plowing up a portion of the acreage with horses. The overall impression of this picture is one of almost bucolic, timeless beauty and tranquility.

The Olc house's front porch as seen from the street. A six-year-old child is playing on the front steps. This is Paiste Olc, and he is the subject of the narrative. However, for the time being, we're only get a hazy glimpse of her, and to all intents and purposes, she's just an unusual six-year-old child. We notice a bicycle approaching down the road with a large basket strapped on front, carrying food. Caoirigh Chailleadh cycles his way to the Olc house. Over this tense picture of a bicycle.

At this point, an elderly woman, Aunt Meara, walks out and onto the front porch and settles, pacing back and forth while fanning herself with just an old, deteriorated fan.

But none of you have ever seen Saddique in Uprait. It's a location that can't be located on a map. And the maize, wheat, and barley fields you've seen aren't the only crops growing. Something else is growing in Saddique, and for want of a better name, we must simply call it... terror. But Paiste's father will tell you everything about it. Amu Olc is simply referred to as "Dad" by everyone. We'll let him tell his side of the tale. And then we'll listen to him explain the terror.

Amu Olc is employed in one of the fields. He's a tall, weather-beaten man in his fifties with a granite face. He's doing well in his job, but it's clear that he's in a deep depression.