We've been crouching in the half-flooded basement for eight days now and it still hasn't given up. We thought it did on day five but it was waiting for us at the front door. Uncle Leo didn't make it back but he gave us enough time to retreat deeper into the basement and even grab a few supplies from the kitchen cupboards on our way back.
It shut the taps off yesterday, totally gutten the pipework from inside the walls while we were sleeping on half-floating furniture. Without fresh water we won't last much longer and with summer just around the corner, the water will drain away and our safety with it.
You see, it hates water. Utterly repulsed by it to the point where we briefly had it cornered by throwing buckets of floodwater at it until it retreated to a corner of the dining room. Didn't last too long but we don't need much time for our supply runs now. We've had plenty of practice.
We might not be able to feel our legs properly now but we thought we had a chance to outlast it. Without clean water though, I say we'll be gone by the end of the week if we're lucky. I know for a fact that I'm not the only one eyeing up the staircase.
It shut the taps off yesterday, totally gutten the pipework from inside the walls while we were sleeping on half-floating furniture. Without fresh water we won't last much longer and with summer just around the corner, the water will drain away and our safety with it.
You see, it hates water. Utterly repulsed by it to the point where we briefly had it cornered by throwing buckets of floodwater at it until it retreated to a corner of the dining room. Didn't last too long but we don't need much time for our supply runs now. We've had plenty of practice.
We might not be able to feel our legs properly now but we thought we had a chance to outlast it. Without clean water though, I say we'll be gone by the end of the week if we're lucky. I know for a fact that I'm not the only one eyeing up the staircase.
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