TLDR: Cryptid!Wilbur and a kid who seemed to be utterly devoted to the myth he had forged for himself ---------------------- Scattering lights lit the city aflame. Nothing noteworthy nor noticeable about the whole ordeal to the discerning eye, but anyone who knew the signs well could have spotted him from acres away... Could have spotted 𝘪𝘵 from acres away. It would be pointless to search for this strange character. Sure, ignoring the argument that it may be human after all may give you some moral ground to stand on, but tell that to the searing glare of a police officer and the cold slap of handcuffs. To almost everyone, this cryptid was off-limits. No matter the stories, the legends, the hundreds of hours poured into his existence by hungry fans just chomping at the bit for any sign, The notoriety just getting a glance at this creature would get you, nothing was worth the risks. And that's not accounting for the disappearances of those stupid enough to go searching for it. The Wayward One was the title that had stuck with theorists. Sure, a few others had been thrown around at the start of the sightings, but this one just fitted. At least, that's what Tommy believed. ---------------------- TW: Horror, Mentions of Death, Mentions of Dissociation The viewer's discretion is advised.All Rights Reserved