SUSAN

“other form without the prior written permission of the author, although permission may easily be obtained upon receipt of compliments and winky-glances while you lick your lips and make suggestive motions with a straw. To the extent these stories may be reproduced, they shall be reproduced only like cancer cells, until they crowd out and destroy all other stories they appear alongside of; to the extent they may be transmitted, they shall be transmitted without words, without thoughts, and without consent, appearing in the mind as if they’ve always been there, just waiting to be unearthed; and to the extent these stories shall be distributed, they shall be distributed surreptitiously and with some degree of shame, a hushed secret, an ignoble pact.”
― J.R. Hamantaschen, A Deep Horror That Was Very Nearly Awe