In a liminal space
Walking the fringes of our realm
Lost in the darkness within, a fractured psyche
Vulnerable to predatory entities that are drawn to your tasty, innocent energy
Shadow people stalk your every move, desperate for a human vessel to possess

The astral body is connected to the silver cord a fragile connection to the physical world
Spirits, entities, demons sense, see, hear, feel your energy and presence within the astral realm
You stand out like a beacon in the darkest of violent storms
Energy is currency in the spiritual realm and everyone is prey to the darkness
It will infect you, feast upon your entrails, blood and guts and rip you to shreds if you are a weak, little lamb
A foolish mortal with the arrogant audacity to mock, disrespect or not believe in the existence of the spiritual realm and all the dark monsters that hide in the shadows
Waiting for a mortal to enter their realm, to pounce on their prey and rip out their jugular
Your energy is a buffet to dark demonic entities, shapeshifting demons of ancient lore
Lustful, powerful beings, that will seduce the innocent, corrupt their souls and rape them in hell.