The Next Problem
Even after they had disposed of the nest and it was finally “safe” to look in further, there was still the issue of the foul odor that persisted. They carefully climbed the crumbling, rusted ladder to the hidden room beneath the cottage, one rung at a time. The answer was right there in the corner. It was also oozing.
The Next Problem
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An Ooze Of Nightmare
Long, ruddy tendrils grew along the sides of a cement enclosure, similar to a cistern or a rock bathtub. Inside, the goopy mixture was slick and gleaming, with a suspicious rainbow sheen across it. It took everything Tony had not to become ill. It was revolting. Then he noticed something protruding from the nightmare concoction. It turned out to be a bone.
An Ooze Of Nightmare
