This frightful image lurks at the edge of forests and sometimes makes its way into villages. Its six wing-like limbs can extend into tendrils and latch onto the heads of other organisms. It has no true mind and cannot speak without at least one other conscience connected to its own. At its core, the creature is an empty shell searching for voices to fill its figuratively hollow head. Its voice is that of whatever consciences are connected to it, forming a nightmarish hive-like jumble of horrified thoughts. No one truly knows if it is living or simply a spectre, as it seems incorporeal but can be felt and seen clearly.
