In the evening, I came home tired and just wanted to lie down and get some rest.

curiosity. Every angle made the thing look worse: a swollen body, spidery limbs, something that clearly didn’t belong where I slept. I imagined it moving, crawling, multiplying. The more I tried to explain it, the less sense it made, and the more it felt like a scene from a horror film playing out in my own bedroom.

Only when I forced myself to look continue reading …