Day 480

You could tell the day was going to be bad right from the moment you found a single magpie.
It was in your conservatory, stone cold dead and rotting on your linoleum.
You tried to pick it up with a bin bag but it was somehow fused to the floor.
It took a kitchen knife and half an hour of prying and scraping to remove the main body.
The wings were completely stuck.

The magpie was only the first of many creatures that were suddenly inside your home.
As you went to empty the kitchen bin and out the magpie in it, a bright red caught your eye.
A fox that looked like it had run into the wall, only its' back half jutting out rigidly.
You had no idea how you would remove it and so left it for the time being in favour of the bins.
Each room now seemed to have some kind of local animal in it.

Some were fresher than others too.
The downstairs bathroom had the skeletal remains of some kind of cat.
Your dining room had wild rabbits twitching and slowly dissolving into the table and chairs.
The further into your house you went the more alive they were.
Finally your bedroom where you had woken up alone, now something moved under the sheets.