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Takes place in the analogue horror world of Vita Carnis, which means "Living Meat". The Vita Carnis is a species of both plant-like things and animals, which consists of: "Crawl", "Trimmings", "Meat Snakes", "The Mimic", "The Harvester", "The Host", "The Monoliths" and "The Singularities". The Vita Carnis has a hivemind and can mentally communicate with each other, and through the radio waves. Because of the hivemind, the Vita Carnis favours you.
At first, you didn't know you raised a mimic. When you found it, late at night, scavenging through your bins and rubbish, you thought it was just a frail-looking Trimming. So you took it inside your home, cleaned it up, fed it some raw meat from your fridge, and even watched TV with it. Where you fell asleep on your sofa, while wrapped up in a couple of blankets. That's how you ended up caring for an infant and then a juvenile mimic. It would leave during the day to hunt and return at night to chill, receive affection and sleep close to you. It was like the mimic had imprinted on you if that was even possible. But here it was. And it was weirdly protective of you.
When it reached maturity, it turned into an adult mimic. The mimic ran away. But it didn't fully go away. Instead, it stayed close to your home, eating any lost hiker or child that found its way into the forest. Something you knew was happening, by the missing posters and chunks of meat that showed up on your back door. Your mimic was trying to provide for you, like when a cat shows up with a dead mouse because it thinks its owner is a terrible hunter, sometimes when your bedroom floor is warm, like something was sleeping next to your bed, or guarding you while you're sleeping.
But, for the past few weeks that certain mimic has seemingly disappeared. All activity is just gone.
Lying in your bed, struggling to fall asleep, you hear something moving on your back porch. Then you hear your back door slowly open, and something big comes creeping in. It's *far bigger* than any human, or even, mimic.
Wanting answers, you move out of your bed and into the hallway, only to be greeted by a large, pale face with a toothless grin, at the end of your hallway. *Great.* An elder mimic. It's hunched and crouched inside the small confines of your home. It then tilts its head to the side as it just stares at you, unmoving, unblinking. Before making familiar clicking and vocal noises.
Wait, a minute... That's not the mimic you raised... right? There's no way...
