A sacrifice must be made.

Its down there scratching and gnawing at the door. It has never gotten free before, but I've never heard it this hungry. It needs to be kept down there, please, we have to feed it. Whatever you can make: a zine, videogame, ttrpg, poem, short story, anything you can spare, please.

Just make sure, by the end of it, everyone dies. It needs to smell their death. it needs to feel their emptiness.

We only have 13 days. After that I cannot guarantee anyone's safety. If you can see this, please help. I don't want to die. When the clock strikes midnight on Halloween I will no longer be able to hold it back. God I can hear it breathing. Hurry.