The circle of life It’s getting dark, and the match is about to start. I need to go in the kitchen. I need a beer. Arsenal is playing Chelsea and there’s two league points between them. But I'm afraid to go into there. Even with the light on. I shouldn't be afraid, but I'm only human. When I'm in there, there's something I can feel. It’s invisible, present; breathing with me. And there is a smell that's, just as they say in all the best horror movies, sweet and rotting.