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Wilson P. Higgsbury

They're promising me... knowledge.

Are you a ghost... from the moon?

Would making a deal with another mysterious entity be pushing my luck?

Can you... get me home to dear Maman?

God of the moon, shine thy smile upon me!

It communes with us through them.

They want to talk, but they don't know how!

I can feel their fear and loneliness.

Ms. Wickerbottom

They are the projections of something stronger.

It feels like they're speaking inside my head!

I feel like... they've seen my sister.

Wolfgang's brainmeats have never been so mighty!

We're all connected, eh?

Saying something?

Good evening, children!

They want to tell story.

ENTITY POWER LEVEL EXCEEDS MAXIMUM CONTAINMENT THRESHOLD

THE MOON HAS FINALLY COME FOR ME