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... inging off the bed and stumbling back two steps.
Within the circle of light, her body turned into countless writhing tentacles, as if her entire form was a mass made of endless tendrils. Along those tendrils were gaping mouths, exposing rows of tiny teeth like an octopus’s suckered maw.
At the edge of the beam, the real and the false overlapped, forming a hazy, double-image effect, as if two pictures were stacked on top of each other. Outside the flashlight’s glow, her body still ...
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