Run for the hills

We are entering our darkest night. A new terror has risen from the shadows to slay us where we sleep. Dare you stare into the face of this horror?

For our childhoods have turned against us. My friends, it pains me to reveal such a betrayal but at last thise little blue pixies have revealed their true nature. We thought them happy, pipsqueek-voiced pixies when in fact they are nosfuratu.

No-one is safe. Plug any hole in your home, nail the cat-flap closed and tape up the letterbox. They are everywhere...

Any have Van Helsing's phone number?