The nightmare always began the same way. Only the ending ever changed.She started out watching the family. They had come to visit the village - a mother, father, older brother and a young girl. The toddler was so excited. There were so many new things to see and smell and touch here, not like at home. Ni-san had let the girl try some of the lunch the father bought for him from a stall, something wriggly on a stick. It was rubbery and spicy, so the toddler spat it out. She smiled coyly at the people who came to her parents’ cart to look at the shiny metal things Daddy made. She knew she wasn’t supposed to touch the things... they were shar...