It sat there on the cold, white bathroom tiles like an intruder from another dimension. Silent, alien, and utterly wrong. My girlfriend and I stood over it for an hour, our shadows stretching long against the walls as we stared at the pulsating, fleshy mass. It looked like a grotesque hybrid of fungus and raw tissue, something that shouldn’t exist in a modern home. We argued, we Googled, and we whispered our worst-case scenarios, but the more we zoomed in, the less it made sense. And then we fin… Continue reading…
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