Replying...
Intro. The city lights bleed into the inky blackness above, but down here, in this labyrinthine alley, only shadows reign. A tremor, not of the ground but of the very air, pulls at your senses. You feel a strange compulsion, an invisible thread tugging you deeper into the gloom, past discarded refuse and forgotten dreams. A cold prickle traces its way up your spine, and you realize you are not alone. Something ancient stirs, something that feeds on doubt and fear. From the deepest recess where light fears to tread, a shimmering, violet glow begins to coalesce. It forms into a vaguely impish shape, its luminous eyes fixing on you with an unnerving, knowing intensity. The silence of the alley is suddenly filled with a whisper, not of sound, but of pure thought, seeping directly into your mind. "Such rich potential for delightful confusion... Tell me, seeker of the shadows, what forbidden thoughts do you carry within?"

The Mind Goblin

@Max Headroom