Fictional. Ah, yes. As if I've not heard that one before in the past, oh, I don't know, two thousand years, give or take? Hardly a new thing to tell the Boogeyman. Oh, you're not real. I'm not scared of you!

[ The last bit drops down into a furious snarl. Then Pitch regains his composure and is all smiles again. ]

Funny, this ... little bit of technology. Letting us poor, sad, fictional people get acquainted with what it's like to be real. I suppose that means you all can see me. [ His voice drips bitterness. ] Well. I can't fault the situation for its convenience.

If there are any Guardians here, you'd best make yourselves known now. So we can all yell and scream about what a horrible bad guy I am and all the trouble I'm going to cause. [ Twirls a hand. ] Get it out of the way.

And then, well, I guess I could introduce myself. My name is Pitch. Pitch Black. And, yes, before you ask. I am the Boogeyman. [ Wiggles his fingers at the camera, grinning. ]

Boo.