Analysis

The children might have been real. Perhaps in the beginning. The strange shadows, the horrible places that lay just on the edge of reality, the lunatics... all these things may very well have been real. The so-called Puppetmasters were able to tie them into the videos easily enough, I suppose.

But Gods? Muses? Fantastical, Lovecraftian beings that argued like children amongst themselves? The work of incompetent writers who were barely able to string along twenty some people a week with their insipid storylines.

The videos and the original stories... these are the only things that have kept the Wyoming Incident alive. And Senor Bambos can't even honestly claim this as his own. It's sad, isn't it?

I think I've seen the children. I don't know who they are or who they belong to. Perhaps it's all in my head. A paranoia of sorts. You can feel them watching you sometimes, can't you?

The nape of your neck twitches.

You sense the truth.

And it's more frightening than any God ever conceived of.