I screamed.
Well, I tried to scream.
I was so beyond scared stupid that nothing would come out even though I knew my mouth was gaping wide open.
I jumped back quickly, crawling backwards as fast as I could, creepy crawlies be damned. My thoughts consisted of nothing but the most unholy experience of my life: coming nose to decaying nose with a body in a haunted house on the exact same night a body had been left in my shower. My life could not get any worse.
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