when man first set his eyes on the great black monolith his mind was flooded with fear and insanity the only thing he could do is scream eventually his friends joined in on the screaming suddenely his thoughts were filled with nothing but the desire for death not his own but his fellow humans he saw a rock at his feet he picked it up he looked at his friends and family the humans who rased him the humans he raised but he was incapable of risisting hes desire for slaughter so he just started swinging the rock before his friends had a chance to react they all fell to the floor in a heap a pool of blood growing beneath them the thing that scared man the most wasnt what he had done but how good it felt he picked back up the rock and began walking to his village...