Soul Slurper

I can't stop myself. Help. I can't stop. Help me. It's coming. It's coming for you. I tried to stop it. Please help me. I am so lost right now. I don't know where to go. I'm struggling, I can barely walk. When it comes for you, run. When you see those eyes, run. It won't hurt you. It can't. But it will try. It can break things. It can destroy things. But it can't hurt you. I'm begging you. It can get in your mind. I'm losing my mind. I can feel it, crawling about in my brain. In my nerves. In my soul. It's in me, and I want it out.
Help.
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Help.

Hope I scared you! I assure you we have none of these animals at the A To Zoo. There are few animals we literally can't keep, but soul slurpers are one such animal. Technically they are inanimals, a kingdom of organisms magical of origin.

Soul slurpers are horrific creatures that have no physical anatomy. They exist sort of as a figment of one's imagination, but one has little to no control of them. Soul slurpers prey on the weak-minded, those with anxiety or depression, those that are not in full control of their thoughts. They are hard to come by and you better pray you never meet one. They will destroy you from the inside, slurping up your soul so to speak until there is nothing left but a pile of dirty clothes that you were last wearing.