Velma Touched My Tralala
My friend has been talking to me about "Those Who Wait"... these.. things.. that never were, yet are, and waiting on the outside of existence. Waiting for a chance to get you when you blink, as you're drifting off to sleep, the split-second that goes by when you take your shirt off.. that they live in the rifts and try to crawl their way through to our reality.

Does anyone know more about what he's trying to explain to me?


Reminds me of the Old Ones from the Cthulhu Mythos.