He's oily. Gluey, even. Dragging you down through the depths of your mind and eating you in the space between your thoughts.

He's an accumulation of lost memories, hopes, and dreams. He's where the bad wishes go. He flutters and drips, sludges and writhes, from place to place and collects bad things from people: toxic emotions and love gone bad.

If he sees someone out there, lost and disappointed and alone, he finally appears in his physical manifestation: a runny, sticky blue-green, biohazardous monster.

And then he eats them. Surprise!