Josh in “Partial Eclipse of the Heart”

[narrating] When you're six years old, a shadowed bedroom can seem as terrifying as the night sky must have seemed to the ancient men. And those things said to go bump in the night, they can feel just as real. I’d imagine that something was hiding in the dark corners of my room; a monster, a ghost. I’d bolt upright in bed, terrified, screaming for my mother. Eventually I grew up, got over it, learned that if I could just hang on, the sun will always rise again. But then everything changed. Then the night, dark, came to mean something very different, that the turn was coming. So the childish night terrors came right back, because now I’m now one of those things that go bump.