Deep within its platypus lair, within the blood soaked cliffs of australia; within mossy forests regurgitated from death, within a small, swift cold stream, lurks the platypus. There its secret is hidden: within its underground mud aspect chapel it worships its abominable unknown in a malevolent geyser of frenzied subterfuge. This terrible creeping presence which the platypus keeps corrupts reality into a blood-soaked suffusion of sustenance for the platypus.* Its unending freak carnivorous nightmare breaks the prey that existence holds with electro-paranormal godhood.** The secret of the platypus will forever be scratched with mute screams into the night.
*The platypus consumes 20% of its own body weight each day in food.
**The platypus hunts using Electroreception.
The Secret of the Platypus