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January 1, 2022

A quick look under the bed. “See, nothing there.”

Light off.

Goodnight, champ.”

Door closed.

A minute, then another. The foul smell. I pulled up the cover and squeezed my eyes against the chill of the greasy tentacle snaking across the bottom of my foot.

wk 242 goodnight
5 Comments leave one →
  1. January 1, 2022 12:39 pm

    Glad Cthulu knows which bed to hide under!


  2. January 1, 2022 4:26 pm

    Oh no, no, no!!


  3. January 2, 2022 5:01 am

    Oh, dear me. I have so been there. Well done.


  4. January 2, 2022 11:27 am

    That’s exactly when they come out. Scary!


  5. January 3, 2022 8:47 am

    Not a particularly good night then!


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