[That's quite the question. It makes Amelia's lips purse but he isn't without an answer for long.]

Years ago, there was a creature that had no physical form that attached itself to my world. Slowly, silently, insidiously, it spread its influence throughout my town.

[The Hive of Thorns was unlike any other. The seeds had been sown and by the time she had settled into Blackgale, the reaping had already begun. She wouldn't have managed going up against it without Berna, Michael, Adam, and...]

Long story, short, the moment it gained a container, I confronted and destroyed it. It's easier to deal with a monster that has a shape than one with none.