From a distance it looked like some kind of costume, one of those nude illusion style pieces you see on showgirls only instead of rhinestones it was covered in a thin layer of hair.
Honestly she wouldn't have given it a second thought if it hadn't started twitching. Pulsing was the word that came to mind, the hypnotic throbbing of a heart that seemed to emanate from the bundle of fabric as it slowly rose up.
That's when the head began to emerge from the dough-like folds of its torso, eyelids flapping as though it was trying to blink its gaping eye sockets at her.
When it had risen to its full seven feet in height it froze. No breathing, no more pulsing and no twitching whatsoever. She turned to run for the door when she heard the faint shuffle of skin-on-skin.
It had moved.
Honestly she wouldn't have given it a second thought if it hadn't started twitching. Pulsing was the word that came to mind, the hypnotic throbbing of a heart that seemed to emanate from the bundle of fabric as it slowly rose up.
That's when the head began to emerge from the dough-like folds of its torso, eyelids flapping as though it was trying to blink its gaping eye sockets at her.
When it had risen to its full seven feet in height it froze. No breathing, no more pulsing and no twitching whatsoever. She turned to run for the door when she heard the faint shuffle of skin-on-skin.
It had moved.
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