Ohhhhhh munch munch munch mmmmm delicious! Nom nom nom nom.

That inky dark spot you see out of the corner of your eye? The one that is roughly pudgy human shaped, but that no light can escape from? That's me! Munching on the scenery!

Call me Casper the Hungry Ghost if you like, but I'm not dead, no sireee! I get between the cracks in your dimension, in between the walls (especially the 3rd and 4th) and gnaw gnaw gnaw away.

And I'm not the only one! There's LOTS of us, but we're all the same. You can call us the Wandering Terror if you like but that seems overly dramatic. We're just hungry to chew on the walls of your reality. We start chewing the scenery around the edges, then chew holes into it like the film burning out, then we chew away the structures till it all comes down. Then it's time to move on!

This just happens to be your turn because you so TASTY.

so don't mind us!

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