I knew instantly something was wrong. The bathroom felt different, heavier, like the air itself was watching me. Then I saw it near the wall – pale, swollen, clinging to the tile like it was slowly breathing. My chest tightened. Nest? Eggs? Some kind of parasite? Every possibility felt worse than the last. I backed away, grabbed my phone, zoomed in, hands shaking. Friends argued over what it was, online comments only made it worse. No one agreed, and the most terrifying answers sounded the most convincing. I imagined it spreading behind the walls, waiting to burst through the grout....
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