Omicron

You knew I was coming for you, little one. You knew it the second a voice echoed from the static. Come, little one, come into the rainbow light. You were wise to stay away. But with you, the Omicron has decided to play. Shoving my head through the screen my teeth jutted out of my face. Come, little one, come into the rainbow light. The brightly-hued static glimmered in my gaping maw. You lifted a tiny finger. I snatched it away. You screamed in shock but nobody could hear you. It was just you the static and the Omicron. You the static and me.