Watch out for the Toe Crusher!

When I was a kid, I was very much afraid of the dark and everything I thought was in it. I would lay in bed at night scared to death something would eat my toes. I called this something the Toe Eater. The Toe Eater had an equally fiendish friend named The Toe Crusher. Fast forward 20 some years. I woke up on night with an intense image burned in my memory. I had dreamed, for an instant that I saw him, finally, after all those years. I grabbed a pencil and sketch book and drew what I saw in my dream. Meet the face of the childhood fears.