This morning started normally enough. Coffee brewing inside. Cool air outside. Quiet neighborhood. Then I stepped onto the porch and immediately froze. At first, I honestly couldn’t process what I was looking at. Sitting near the corner beneath one of the flower pots was a strange pale cluster that looked horribly alive. It wasn’t moving exactly, but something about it felt wrong in a deeply instinctive way. The shape was uneven and swollen, almost organic, with a glossy texture that made my stomach tighten instantly. My brain immediately skipped past logic and sprinted directly into panic. Because when you unexpectedly...
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