Imagine sharing a body with a stranger. Imagine never having a private thought ever in your life. Sharing every part of you with another person. Meet Francis McIntosh; a host. Charismatic, charming and successful, his life looked perfect to everyone and even to himself. However, it was far from perfect because there was something sinister going on right in his own body. It was only when people around him started behaving erratically and dying that he began to dig deeper and uncover a profoundly disturbing truth about himself. *** "I'm scared, Uncle Francis." Little Sandy whimpered her little hand gripping mine. I gently stroked her hair with my free hand. "Sweet Sandy, there might be monsters under your bed. There might be monsters in your closet. There might even be a monster right here in your bed. " the child whimpered and inched closer to me. I leaned down and whispered to her "The real monsters lives inside you. It's the kind that will eat you from inside out until there's nothing of you left except darkness. This monster, sweetpea, you can't run away from. "