Here is a little bedtime horror story I intend to email to Corel. One day poor little Bryce was out in the cold looking for a place to stay, when along came the corporate monster, Corel who took Bryce in. Bryce was a little unsure of its new host as it had heard horrid tales, but it was a port in a storm so had to risk it. All seemed peachy and well. Bryce was allowed a small growth spurt by the monster and the future seemed okay if not a little ambiguous. Then one dark day the monster, Corel, was checking over its ledger of blood and was amazed by how much red blood there was on the books, The monster had been a little too divergent in its eating practices so decided something drastic must be done to get the books out of the red. The monster had a long conference with itself which involved plotting poor Bryces murder and plenty of self-congratulation. After the meeting the monster, Corel, called Bryce over to it. The monster made small gestures of concern and affection for Bryce and waited for the right moment. Then suddenly and with neither provocation nor warning, the monster plunged a knife into Bryces back and twisted. Shock! Poor Bryce was defenceless against such a large, ugly monster, and promptly fell to the ground mortally injured. The monster was quite smug and self-satisfied with its work. It shoved Bryce in a small, dark corner and said nothing of the incident to anyone. A few weeks went by and the monster finally began to indicate to the outside world that poor Bryce was very sick and may soon pass from sight from its beloved users and fans. After that, people were shocked to their very cores by poor Bryces demise. They wept, got angry and even looked longingly at other 3D apps until they came to their senses. They needed to know how this had happened. Surely the monster had promised to look after poor Bryce when it had invited it in? Slowly but surely, the real story of what had befallen Bryce began to leak out. The monster, Corel, had enemies from within and they did not like what had happened to their friend, Bryce, and made sure the world knew about it. Once the multitudes of Bryce lovers, enthusiasts and fans the world over realised the true story of Bryces horrible death, they rose up like a dark army of discontented crows and dumped on Corel the only way they knew how. They never went to the monster again for any of its other crap products nor would they recommend them to anyone. They began to spread the word far and wide that the monster, Corel, was not to be trusted, especially with financial affairs or other software. Who knew who the monster would bump off next? Eventually the monster became thinner and thinner as it tried to clear all that red blood from the books. The lean times set in as former friends and customers stayed away, and eventually the ugly monster, Corel, ceased to exist, disappearing into a puff of smoke up its own backside. Much rejoicing ensued, especially by lovers of Bryce, whom had not forgotten the monsters old treachery THE END.