𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗕𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗔𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂

“You mean you’re real?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” the monster said. “Of course I’m real.”
“Do you have a name?” I asked.
“Of course I have a name.”
“Oh... well what is it?”
“Frank.”
“Frank?”