I can't name it. It's just there. The thing is there, I have to go see it. The monster, the god, the rat, the snail. What ever is out there, I have to go see it and look at it. And endure it, or maybe not endure it. It's needed, that's all. I really can't explain it. And if I could, I wouldn't go.

-"Hinterland" by Aim