For any victim, it may as well have been a bad dream involving a friend or family member. For J. Eepers, it was just business.

J. Eepers was nearly forced to live life like the rest of the creepers. "We live to die, and hope our mark leaves an impact." That's what his mother told him, but he knew he could make more of his short life than just to explode once with little but a crater to show.

But that didn't change Eepers' reality. Try as he might to be friendly to the people outside the caves, they would all run in fear. He just wanted a friend. All they saw was a monster and a threat.

So he became one.

Mastered in the ways of shape shifting, J. Eepers stalks the night, hiding in the closets of young children in the form of a familiar face, only to instill terror in their hearts. But not for free. Parents of unruly children pay top Emeralds for this simple form of discipline provided by Eepers, and tell their children in the morning that they've only been dreaming. But the experience haunts them for years. Often for the better.