Edimmu

The ancient entity fed through the ages, an incorporeal hunger that had given structure to a host of myths. Ghosts. Zombies. Vampires. Malevolent sentience that could enter your mind upon a stray thought or dream; making you feel fantastic — stronger than you've ever felt, the full sum of your physical and mental potential — all while it fed of everything that made you You.

Until there was no You.

Merely a hollowed-out meat puppet. An extension of its will.

It's Halloween night in a Midwestern town when a creature arrives . . .