Hexikid are the size of bin lorries and they move at roughly the same speed. That's not the problem. The problem is you're on a wet surface in murk-fog, and a hexikid is the exact colour of the road it's cleaning.

Mentiloths are drawn to active thought — strong intention, strong emotion, strong concentration. Clearing your mind is the recommended tactic. This is harder than it sounds when something the size of a horse with an acid bite is flickering in and out of visibility two feet from your face.

Van spent an entire night paralysed face-down on the Wisewood floor while demonspawn circled, waiting to skewer him. Something in the shadows routed them before dawn. He describes the episode as a predicament.

Something lives under Walkley Lane — the dark pool beneath the road bridge where the Loxley runs slow and black. Cats go in. Rats go in. There are no documented examples of anything coming back out.