It lurks in the shadows of the Hub, hidden from sight under convenient pieces of furniture, watching the humans going about their work, oblivious to its presence.
It moves, slowly and stealthily, slipping from one hiding place to the next, as it continues to stalk its unwary prey, waiting for one to drift close enough for it to strike.
It is patient, as it must be; not all of those present meet its requirements, so it must wait until one suited to its purpose comes within reach.
Its attack draws a cry!
“Damn it! Dizzy untied my shoelaces again!”