Creatures of Lots: Writing Darkness

A Story by Abishai100

An offbeat goosebumps-writer has a dream-vision about abyss-creatures of strangeness and hopes to catch the 'vibe' with an Earthling tale of shadows.

A goosebumps tale for Halloween, drawn from varied media/comics. Hope you like it (and thanks for reading),

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Mr. Amlan Satan had become a special sort of metaphysics-goosebumps comics writer online and fashioned himself special ghoulish characters for cemetery tales of the dark side when he had a dream-sleep vision of a legion of darkness, a horde of insect-dragon like specters, crawling and itching around some dimly-lit zone in the abyss pits of the known universe, seeking some stranger message of isolationism or outright malicious mischief for the shapes and muscles of undeniable nihilistic sneers, perhaps sneering at Amlan's own Selfie-age of lifestyle 'linked' transit/exchange superstitions of worry and fear and profit and leviathan/uncertainty (for the Ego!).

CREATURE: I make wage you're a special aficionado of creepy-crawly fiction!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I like cemetery tales of immortality and mortal thoughts, ok.

CREATURE: That's why you're envisioning our visage...for incomplete-arts IQ, pal!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: You live down here, like a legion of creeping motive-prowlers?

CREATURE: We're of the dark, mister...you're our diplomat for Earth-curiosities.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: You'd like me to write about you, this place, this muscularity.

CREATURE: You said it, mister...take care to ground into your own world-axes.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Facebook-like (sure).

What these creatures wanted had become the preoccupation of Mr. Amlan Satan, the protagonist ghouls-writer of this Earthling tale of incomplete-arts. These 'creatures' of the abyss pits of the known universe were certainly smart but very mischievous and quite nihilistic about mortality and the presence of simplified uncertainty in the universe (damn). They were simply dragons of consciousness, and they were certainly not the sort of 'beings' an Earthling would invite into their homes for Thanksgiving. Amlan figured that if he lived in a universe in which such 'specters' of crawling nihilistic mentalism actually existed, they must simply be messengers of the undeniable ABCD of self-exile (Facebook-like!).