Honestly, I like how this is centered around the Goatman myth, and instead of an article about how much this guy will make you shit your pants, it's a tale about how much this guy will make you shit your pants.
Some of line I really liked were:
"Children squatting over doomed ants, playing God"
"A process-of-elimination approach to making a survivor for a post-nuclear age we all believed could come by dawn. They told us, unblinkingly, that nobody else was regretting how far we had come, insisting that we finish." This one really stuck with me.
"I know what I’m doing is wrong, was wrong, and will be wrong as long as I’m wriggling with my blood inside."
"Walking in to the last room was like the condemned to the gas chamber. Every step made the back foot to weigh on me more heavily than my conscience ever had."
"Dreaming, living, what will become of us?"
"I live still, wrapped in rusting chain-link bonds with a crumbling edifice keeping me dry in the waning raining days of Spring. But when the sun starts coming out again, I’ll be waiting for it to disappear back to the night. That’s when you can plan on meeting me for the first time, in the flesh."
Honestly, this tale blew away my expectations on a whole other level. I really enjoyed reading this one.
Honestly, I'm trying to be as unbiased as possible. I just really liked this one.