The room was silent, but inside my head everything was loud. A rush of fear, disgust, and confusion crashed all at once as I stared at the tiny, twisted thing in my palm. I checked the cup, the kettle, the table—desperately searching for an explanation that didn’t make my skin crawl. Nothing. No clues, no trail, just me and this soft, shapeless creature that had just been in my mouth.
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