Er... it seems you've stumbled upon the worm page.
I'm not quite sure how you got here- oh, you clicked the worm, didn't you?
Well, it's too late now. Feel free to look around I guess.
A classy friend with a stylish top hat and bow-tie.
He's very awkward and tends to get nervous around other worms.
He seems to like you though.
She lacks self-awareness.
Or awareness of anything, really.
She just sort of sits there ominously smelling like fresh toothpaste.
How did she get so high up?
She's not really a balloon, is she?
I need to check her records again...
Larry was found in a coffee shop.
He was nesting among the beans.
Unfortunately for Larry, he cannot be a bean.
On January 12th, 1984, in the desert region of Kiikeht, an aspiring archaeologist discovered [???] underneath a strange but carefully preserved scrawling. The symbols were illegible, but looking back, it may have been a warning. It seems this object will cause madness when placed in the hands of the wrong person.
Recently, [???] was left in the hands of the Worm Society, its final owner deeming it too dangerous to allow it to pass through anyone else's hands. Despite their valiant action, this owner didn't seem to understand a few crucial things, one being that the Worm Society doesn't exist, none of these worms exist, this is all fictional and pointless-