This morning, I stepped out onto the porch and discovered this.

This thing was just lying there. Wrong color, wrong texture, wrong everything. For a moment, I was sure I was looking at something that didn’t belong in a normal morning. My coffee went cold in my hand. I kept my distance, studying it from the porch, heart racing, imagination spirali… Continues…

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