What if you could change the world?
Could it all be a dream?
A nightmare all your own...
And nothing's how it may seem.

It hurts more to peel a scab
Than to be stabbed in the side.
Perhaps I am all alone...
Or am I trying to hide?

I used to think it was others...
With their flaws upon a shelf.
But all along I was wrong.
Hell is just myself.

This is Vinel experiencing one of her nightmares taking physical form. This monster was not formed from a corrupted human being and therefore, cannot kill her. She can, however, kill other people and still hurt Vinel, knocking her into a trance.

I have yet to name this creature.