First things first. I am not Rebecca Killens. Rebecca Killens is a woman – or at least the construct of a woman. I am a man. My name is J.S. Lee. I first met Rebecca Killens eleven years ago. It didn’t take me long to discover Rebecca’s secret. Consequently, I’ve spent the last eleven years of my life on the run; eleven years of my life hiding – hiding from her. But I’ve grown tired of the constant running; I’ve grown weary of fearing she is lurking behind every shadow. So preoccupied with the thought that Rebecca wants me dead, I've effectively stopped living. Therein lies the tragedy of my situation: so engaged with the thought of my death, I've become disengaged with living my life. Thus, I’ve stopped running; I’ve stopped hiding. Instead of fearing what lurks behind every shadow, I will seek out what the shadows hide. This is the Dignified World of Rebecca Killens.