The Asylum Mythos: The Peekers
“Have you heard of the Peekers? Mischievous, spiteful little tykes. Once they notice you, they’re always watching. Always. Always. Always. They’re always watching. Peeking around corners, hiding in the closet, sniggering in hushed tones. They’re rather nasty, I tell you! They’re been known to come here to the Asylum occasionally, taking unwary inmates away for some devious purpose. We don’t hear from them again. They haven’t come to me of course, not even the Peekers can outsmart the Hag-Man. I feel no fear.
Nobody knows what they look like. Nobody even knows what they truly are. Demons, monsters or otherwise. They say you just simply feel an unearthly presence. An chill perhaps or maybe a soft wind. A peripheral shadow or the weight of eyes. You just feel them watching. Peeking and peeking and peeking and peeking. You might even hear them if you’re lucky. Chittering and hissing, chuckling and…
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