His eyes closed, lips puckered, and he twitched from his ears to his knees before he muttered, “Let us speak no more of such things.”

I had no idea what accident Hatter spoke of, or that he had brothers at all.

I sat in uncertain silence, trying to remember my interview questions when suddenly, with a wild gleam in his eye, Hatter began to twitch. He let out a hysterical giggle as his body shook and shivered in waves.

But what I didn’t expect was for the monsters to grow. I didn’t expect the saviors and heroes to turn on me. The monsters crawled out from under the bed and waltzed right into my new apartment.

He was floating, gliding with grace before touching right back down in a sometimes-playful-sometimes-frustrated dance of life.