April 9, 2015

“We could not tell them apart: the thing in the basement and mother. Each had the same yowling quality to their voices although mother spoke and the thing in the basement hummed. Both bled from the corners of their mouths. Their tongues poked out to collect the blood that flowed. Sometimes they shook involuntarily. Their bodies shuddered so violently we thought they might jar their bones out of position. The thing in the basement did not attack. It stood in the doorway, shuddering and humming. It cowered when mother came near.”

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