Champion_Leccy

he pinches your tongue with his little claw things and he doesn't let go until you've starved to death, then he eats your corpse.

it stared at the ground and took steps towards me. At night I see it in the garden shaking.

some things are vile, other things have teeth. always have teeth.

that one last gold coin. but what do you do with it? spend it? eat it?

yeah, I'd totally trust this guy in any situation, especially piloting a helicopter. yeah, especially that.

all it takes to be this lucky is a strong wind and a stray rag.

this guy won't stop staring at me with his dead eyes. I have no idea what kind of state he's in, but he looks like he's just about to move.

death on its day off?

it sees everything you do, and has a little chuckle

maybe not as you know him, but it's definitely him nonetheless. He drank a whole pint of milk then coughed, and a ghost came out his ear. That's proof enough.

the cut up featureless face of something

this guy may not look like much, but he is all powerful. he knows all the mind power tricks; flip the mule, the choc-a-bloc, bury the depression in cake, move the lightsaber in a dream, all that stuff...

I was walking in the lab late one night...

yes. Here is a 'brief' description. BOOM!

wooooooooo. It's a ghost. It's hungry. Feed it popcorn.

at least we don't have to worry about his right arm any more.