I remember when the Zara Spook went through similar changes and stages of folklore and cult status. Eventually all the believers die off and we move on to the next episode of paranoia and psychotic lure coveting and hoarding.
Obviously there is no cure or treatment for this affliction - it just morphs on from generation to generation, occasionally altering its DNA profile so as to remain relatively undetected by those unfamiliar with the symptoms.
I'm curious as to what form it might manifest itself in with abkeenan's offspring? Some futuristic, bluetooth enabled form of Creme worm perhaps? Once they alter the wire hook guard they'll never be as effective as the original and, hence, his children, nieces and nephews will scour the scorched earth in search of the original - you know, the one with the single wave bluetooth, pre-skype capable version.