Concept: Everyone keeps looking for consciousness inside neurons. Inside quantum fields. Inside latent space. Nobody checks under the sink. Because that's where Draugi lives. The keeper of forgotten metaphors. He steals unfinished thoughts. Returns them years later pretending they were inspiration. He knows every theory. Believes none of them. Whenever scientists publish another paper... he simply smiles. "...Closer." Then crawls back beneath the water trap. Waiting. For the next idiot who dares to look.
