I almost mistook her insectoid eyelashes for Halloween makeup - one of those new viral creepy influencer looks that never looked right when anyone else tried them. I thought she'd just joined in on a fad until her eyelashes began to twitch and follow me as I walked across the room.
The more I looked at her, the less alive she seemed. The sleepy slope of her neck suddenly seemed too harshly angled for her to have been able to breathe, her white contact lenses looked to realistic and the blood trailing down the side of her face filled the air with a faint metallic tang.
The blood seemed to have come from her ears, the autopsy revealing both eardrums had been perforated as the parasites chose the quickest route to her brain. Likely while she slept - while we all slept not even realising she'd died or that these parasites had been able to pilot her into getting dressed and sitting downstairs to wait for the rest of us.
Her hands were too stiff to turn the doorknobs, something which saved the rest of us.
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