> Someone should write a short story about these little monsters waking up. Give me something more to go on than just a picture and location. I'll research the location a little. What are these creatures? What are they capable of when awake? Is this some larval form of something bigger, later in life cycle? Or should I leave that to the reader's imagination? A lot of Lovecraft's monsters operate or exert influence on humans through dreams. These little fuckers... sure look like they could latch onto a skull, don't they? "I awoke with a start, cold sweat drenching my body and bedsheets. I buried my face in my hands, trying to reason with myself- that could not have been real. I stand and move to light a taper in the early morning gloom, and as I slick my long hair back from my wear eyes, a sensation of some slimy, oily residue came away upon my hand."