The Freeform Trouble - Rare Monster Archives Returns With Dastardly Dispatches From Year -Two
The month of October upon us and as Halloween lurches towards us with one piercing eye and an outstretched claw, it is once again time for our researchers at the Freeform Trouble - Monster Archives Team to reveal this years ghastly findings. Seen here for the first time outside of government vaults, secret collections and classified files and for your viewing pleasure the Dastardly Dispatches from Year-Two.
The image above is Recorded Sighting: #14 – Negasus the Inverticorn
“Negasus the Inverticorn Drains the Happiness and Wonderment from Mrs. Elizabeth Jeffrey Barnstaple” (1936) - Shot taken by Martin Jeffrey Barnstaple in the bedroom of their home on Bannister Street, Withernsea, U.K.
We have all heard of the magical wonder of that rare mystical animal the Unicorn. Yet thankfully many of us have never encountered or even learned of its darkling twin. Only one Inverticorn has ever been known to exist in our world and its name is Negasus. Instead of a singular distinctive glistening horn, Negasus has a deep indentation in its forehead; and it is this deep pit, between its eyes that gives the creature its name. Here exists a pure negative space, a zero point of true nothingness, which draws all joy, magic, motivation, wonder and hope out from those who peer into it. It would in fact be correct to classify the Inverticorn as a form of Equine Vampire which feeds upon the emotional life-force of its human victims.
In this incredible image we can see that Negasus having attacked its victim in her sleep is now mid-feed, draining the joy and wonderment out of Mrs. Elizabeth Jeffrey Barnstaple like it is chomping down on a tasty bag of oats. This whole event was recorded by her husband Martin Jeffrey Barnstaple who amazingly went to get his camera instead of for help; but there are those who live on Bannister Street that have suggested that Martin was involved somehow. A charge he dually denies. Yet Martin had been seen meeting with unusual robed figures, at odd hours, in strange locations. Perhaps the Inverticorn was intentionally summoned to the Barnstaple residence that fateful night. What sinister forces were at work? Who were those hooded figures? Why didn’t Martin try to help? We will probably never know the answers to these questions. . .