There was no need for parents to invent a monster to scare their children into obeying when there was The Cloud.
It was the size of a small village, colored sickly green. Most of the time it drifted across the landscape, a few hundred metres off the ground. It once fed on birds that flew into it, but by now any birds stupid enough have been consumed.
So, instead, occasionally, it drifts down to the ground, looking for food. It's fed with disobedient or otherwise naughty children.
No need to invent a monster, nor the sanity not to follow through...
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