[Liner pen on notebook page with digital embellishments and color.]
It crawled out of the tunnel, groaning and growling, and hungry. It was unseen---and would remain that way, even through the first four victims. The fifth managed a glimpse, but didn't survive long enough to share what he'd seen. It's hunger continues to grow, and now it's reached the edge of the city... ---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)