But the people flee your embrace in horror and disgust

You are going to the upper world here and there to make hug runs! This is where you chase folks down and try to hug them. You are becoming a urban legend. The "Shit Ghost". The spirit of the cities excess, its waste and rot, its coldness to others. Like a revenge demon you rise from a sewer and pursue screaming city folk. You never catch them, being hugged by a human shaped mound of shit gets they're feet really working the streets away from your meetings.

Sometimes they drop things that you take back to the better world for supplies.

  1. You return to seclusion, your heart broken
  2. You feel a real need to keep trying to connect with people
  3. You decide to change your M.O.