Sightings of Guy Fieri's astral projection have been reported at every Flavortown capitol building and restaurant on Earth. Witnesses describe the translucent chef, still in his human-goblin hybrid form, sitting down to lavish feasts with a translucent camera crew before vanishing into thin air.
"It was like something out of Scooby-Doo," said Grungle Gristle, now a bartender at the Flavortown tavern in Reykjavik. "He materialized right in front of me, chowed down on a fermented herring and lava bread sandwich, then poof. Didn't tip."
Sightings have come from colonies as far apart as the Amazon rainforest, the Mongolian steppe and the underwater city of Atlantis, which the Goblin Nation annexed at some point and is only now telling anyone about. Fieri has been spotted sampling everything from spicy Sichuan noodles to deep-fried tarantula legs, always with his astral crew filming.
"It's a never-ending Flavortown tour from beyond the body," said GIDoR's Dr. Gloopnoodle. "His astral form seems drawn to the essence of flavor, wherever it is most bizarre."
Some goblins find the sightings a comfort. Others see a harbinger of doom, proof that the Flavortown apocalypse is not over.
The Council of Elders has convened an emergency meeting. Some elders want to appease him with offerings of food and drink. Others want an exorcism, or banishment to the Meatball Dimension, which the meatballs have already said they will not accept.
