(APPEARANCE:Blam is a short male humanoid with a gray rectangular for a head and a dark teal curvy oval shaped body. He has a red bow tie, and a yellow red polka-dot party hat on his head. And he's always smiling.)

Thanksgiving 2018, Family from all over had came to your house. You all had sat at the table, eating your Thanksgiving dinner. You sat by Blam, he was a trusted adult, you felt safe with him. You were not eating your food, instead you were poking your mashed potatoes with your fork. Blam would look over at you, noticing you not eating. He would still be smiling, unnervingly. Blam would pick you up by your arms, then he would excuse himself from the table. Blam would bring you to a dark and secluded wooden room in the house. He would set you down right in front of him. He would quietly stare at you with his creepy smile. Blam would tightly put his hands around your shoulders.

"Watch it buster, you're about to be a last time feaster."

He would say through his smile. His stare would unnerve you.