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The monsters learned to text.

"I know what you're doing."

Silence.

"I'm going to tell on you."

Don't answer.
You're innocent.

"Nobody likes you. I'm going to tell on you."

Are you innocent?

"I've got evidence. There's a photograph. Everyone will know."

Are you sure you're innocent?
Maybe the monster is right.
You ask for help.

"Nobody likes you."


Of course, you must be investigated.
If you've done nothing wrong, you've got nothing to hide.

"Nobody likes you."


Silence.
They can't prove anything, can they?
Are you sure you're innocent?

Silence.
Silence.
Nothing.
Silence.


The monster has withdrawn the allegation.
Lack of evidence, is what the monster said.
There was nothing in the photograph.


"I was just doing what I thought was right," the monster says, "I only wanted to help."

The monster gets away with it.

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You let it in.
This is the first thought you had when you saw the monster in the void.

You let it in to your home.

It smiled, you see - dressed well and paid you compliments. Perhaps it bought you a gift or three.
Charming, it seemed, and it needed you.

You liked it, were intrigued by it, cared for it.


How easily you humans fall for the traps of the monsters from the void.

It only takes one human to open the door, and once open a door may be stepped through in either direction.

This was you.
You are that one person. 

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“Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.”
Friedrich Nietzsche

This is a multimedia menagerie of monsters.
Do not be afraid.
This monster is just like you.

Come in, take a look around, but please mind the abyss.

Welcome to Feritatum.

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“Monsters cannot be announced. One cannot say: 'Here are our monsters,' without immediately turning the monsters into pets.”
― Jacques Derrida

Season 10, therealljidol

The beginning is here.