This has been re-blogged to from my fiction blog Way of the Weird
Laertes believes that this particular entity is called a Gtthak, or Soul Prison. And unfortunately, it gets bigger the more things it consumes — and they are stored alive inside its body so that it can feed off the victim’s Weirdness. Yeah, I know, pretty terrible. (Sorry Mr. Giggles *sigh*)
So I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that it escaped my apartment — evidently once it has consumed something in the Waking Dream, it can build up enough Weirdness to move through any physical object. So while I was watching it last night, from the balcony — it shrieked something at me then fell through the floor and was gone. Yep, right through the floor. I wonder if any of my neighbors saw it, since I’m on the 10th floor. Hmm.
Anyway, the GOOD news is that it will not stay in the city and will probably seek a natural pool of Weirdness — they exist all over the place, usually graveyards or places where there have been a disproportionate amount of death in a particular area. And they aren’t very fond of being seen, and they only attack as needed. So don’t be too alarmed if you live in the cities — unless you live near a large graveyard in the Baltimore area. Laertes thinks he has a pretty good idea where its going, and it will probably not stay anywhere near a big city. It’s probably headed up into the Appalachians for privacy. Things from the Spaces Between are very particular, evidently.
Now, if you are confronted by the Gtthak, do not show fear. I know that’s a really stupid thing to say considering by the time one of you encounters it, it will probably be bigger than an elephant, but with black tentacles coming out its torso from all directions, glowing blue eyes and a gaping maw oozing viscous, sticky saliva. Yeah, I peed a little when I saw it had doubled in size after capture poor Mr. Giggles.
Oh, and I probably should mention…it attacks from below, usually grabbing you with one of its tentacles and tossing you neatly into its toothless mouth, like a gumdrop. But, hey, there’s always a chance you can escape because anything is possible. Maybe you’ll sense it coming and be able to get away. But if you are unlucky enough to be consumed, you do have a chance at rescue at some point. Basically, you will live inside its stomach in these organic cells filled with some sort of goo that will keep you alive and in a suspended state. Fortunately, that does not keep you from escaping to the Sleeping Dream until the entire ordeal can be sorted out.
I’m pretty bummed about all this, but I have learned some valuable lessons as a result. Hopefully this experience will have a positive outcome of some variety! I miss Mr. Giggles, I gotta tell you.
Anyway, last words on all this. Avoid graveyards, don’t vacation in the mountains, and pay attention. The weeks and months and years to come are going to be crazy — seriously, Weirdness and Crazy go hand in hand like chicken and dumplings.
I’ll keep you informed as I learn things.
p.s. if you happen to slay this creature, please save Mr. Giggles and email me so we can arrange a pick-up. Thanks in Advance!