Archive for Creatures

In the ongoing war, called a Special Military Operation by the Russians, in Ukraine reports of mysterious deaths are being surprised on both sides. Reports of men found dead in wooded areas after leaving their positions without having ever firing their weapons. The victims are often along but sometimes found in small groups. So far over five hundred such victims have been reported, although the actual number is likely to be much higher.

The woolen outer god

Yog-Sock’thoth knows the laundry room. Yog-Sock’thoth is the laundry room. Yog-Sock’thoth is the detergent and the guardian of the laundry room. – H.P. Lovecraft (-ish).

This common African primate is just under three feet tall, and weights between twenty-four and fifty pounds. They are social animals, living in troops of between fifty and two hundred and fifty members. The yellow baboon has yellowish brown fur, an elongated dog-like snout with very intimidating canines, long limbs, and a long tail on their slim body. They are excellent climbers and swimmers. They are opportunistic omnivores, with a well-deserved reputation for being aggressive, raiding people camps, farms, or settlements for food. In combat they can throw stones and deliver vicious bites.

Alternative Names: The Emissary, The Magician

The Astronaut, as its name suggests, appears to be a human wearing a bulky spacesuit. An intense blue-white light pours out of the broken visor, obscuring the features of the person inside. The laws that govern space and time seem to break down in the entity’s presence. Witnesses report déjà vu, along with glimpses of other places and times when encountering the being. The Astronaut has been blamed for several disappearances. Each missing person reported seeing the Astronaut in the days leading up to them vanishing. 

An innocuous black object, perhaps 15cm tall and 8cm wide. It feels almost plastic, almost metallic. The Brick is quickly and easily able to form a parasitic relationship with the first intelligent creature that it can attach itself to.

The Brick is notable in that it is indistinguishable from a modern phone in its form and function. Those plagued by the brick spend several hours a day staring at the object and will carry it with them at all times, often becoming deeply uncomfortable and anxious if they are not touching it. The experience for the victim is not entirely unpleasant. The victim engages in increasingly complex hallucinations that absorb more and more of their time. The process of hallucination can leave the victim drained and tired as the brick feeds on its victim. 

Prolonged exposure to this parasitic object slowly wears its bearer down. They are constantly sick, suffering from increasingly intense headaches, migraines and exhaustion. Their screen time slowly increases as they become more and more addicted to the Brick until they eventually become bedridden, unable to do anything but stare at the brick for up to 20 hours a day.

To an observer, the Brick lightly camouflages itself. Looking like a mundane object in line with period expectations. Close observers may notice a small white wire trailing out of the Brick and inserting itself directly into the victim’s spinal cord. Although most observers pass this off as a set of the latest headphones.

While it is possible to extricate a victim from the parasite, any would-be investigator must be careful, otherwise they themselves may find themselves attached to the Brick, replacing their own phone and slowly falling victim to its hypnotic lure.

It has been suggested that polarised, mirrored sunglasses are able to block the lure of the brick, or at least dull its influence. There is some evidence to suggest that government departments take this accusation seriously, as their senior agents wear such protection. As do members of some illuminati groups.

A brick is not particularly easy to destroy, although it can be done through heating it above 2000॰c or with enough compressive force. A faraday cage may block its hypnotic lure, but a Brick may live indefinitely without a host, biding its time and waiting for another intelligent creature to come along.

The Brick is rarely studied, and it is not known how many exist. Further, it is unclear if they are biological or technological in origin.

It was weird, hell it was terrifying. Three eyes, I shit you not, and they glowed red! How the hell does that happen?

He told me to do stuff and I did it. I threw coffee on people, sang loudly, just random crap–and he kept apologizing. It was like he was grabbing me tightly, but in my mind. Lost my damn job.—Paul Erickson, former employee at Mug o’ Joe.

These items begin as normal Caryatids, namely a female figured carved from, or serving in place of, a structural support column. They are often found at holy sites, such as temples, or in important civic buildings, such as a forum or governmental offices. They vary wildly in size, and are sometimes depicted as holding something, such as a weapon, a jug of water, a bundle of wheat, or a bunch of scrolls. Enchanted Caryatid are often found in pairs, stand between five and eight feet tall, and are always carved holding an object. 

Across the world bodies of water are often the lairs of malevolent creatures. A common type takes the form of a beautiful women who possesses the power to enchant their victims and draw them to a watery death. The mighty Nile river is no exception. In rural areas the river’s banks and canals are the hunting ground of the alluring and deadly En-Naddaha.  

A En-Naddaha appears as a beautiful woman with long dark hair, wearing a semi-transparent lose fitting garment, standing knee to waist deep in the water. It lurks and listens near the water’s edge, sometimes for many days or even weeks, before obtaining what it seeks – a man’s name. Once an En-Naddaha learns a man’s name it gains power over him, often marking his doom.

We had the best of intentions. Our team included endocrinologists, neurologists, geneticists, and medical doctors. We were trying to engineer a panacea–something that would slow age, prevent dementia, make the body more durable, resistant to injury, and much faster to heal. We never imagined these abominations.–Dr. Richard Treemont, M.D.

Hunit dalas. Hunit. Kedit. Klss kedit. Hngy. Kllyou. Eat.–Test Subject A5, Patient Zero, and former college student. Actual name withheld for national security purposes.

We went there to clean, okay? The old lady died. The family wanted an estate sale. Routine job. The place was a fucking mess, right? She must have really let herself go before she finally bit it. The walls were covered with sharpie scrawls, as though toddlers and not an 80-year-old lived there. Same goes for the piles of trash. It smelt of piss and shit. Unwashed bodies. How many times do I have to go over this? I don’t know where Junior is. He’s cleaning one moment, screaming the next. Then… nothing. Gone. Vanished. His clothes were all we found, lying there on that awful bathroom tile as though he had come home drunk and stumbled into the shower. No sign of him. No blood. No nothing. Just the clothes. The mirror all fogged up too, though it was cold as hell in there. I would be lying if I told you I did not hear anything…. I thought something was tapping from the inside of that mirror. Tap tap tap on glass, echoing out of that endless slate of grey. Try and find him if you want. I’m not going anywhere near that fucking house again.