Cucumber Goblin guards the garden that he has tended since he decided to live outside the reach of nearly everyone who knows he exists...
Initially, we called it a zombie mutation. That was before we understood the mechanism of transformation.
It took us years to observe that when the undead take a life they consume something, and it is not flesh. No, it seems that they pull an essence or spirit, leaving behind only the smallest fragment of who the victim was before.
And what our best observers have concluded is that they use this to animate the smallest thread of being left within them to serve something that remains far beyond our understanding. Though that stops none from speculation.
Words like goblin or monster or devil come to mind.
After his transformation, the cucumber goblin was far superior in strength and agility to all who stumbled upon his abode, and he kept a festering and writhing composting heap of fallen intruders.
He managed to render a large area nearly predatory free, and between the stench from his compost heap and the sight of him, no one would dare get close enough to test our theories about him.
And yet he was remarkably close and the one who could have benefited most from the safety rendered by the goblins persistent defense of the garden.
Well, Eddie never left his bunker, so he ironically could not benefit from the freedom and safety and nourishment afforded to him by this unseen grace.
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