On my visit to the chaotic dimension In which I, Annette Lacroix, reflect upon experiences and experimentations after arriving in the New World in the year 1775. Every child who has ever imagined a beast lurking beneath her bed has learned this: When one enters a room with a candle, its light displaces the dark. But our new home has taught me something I thought impossible. There exists a shadow here that can snuff out that candle. As fantastic as it sounds, I have learned a terrible truth. There is a darkness that can push back. I have always believed