Deep Shag
Nov 12th, 2024 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“Barry, is your homework finished?”
Barry started awake. His mom’s muffled shout sounded a million miles away. His bedroom lay in total darkness.
He felt for his phone, but immediately encountered large woolly tendrils draped all around him. The only sensible explanation for the complete lack of light and the suffocating fabric was he’d been sleepwalking again and was nestled away in his closet.
Panic set in as he thrashed about searching for the door. He felt like he was drowning in an endless kelp forest.
It would be hours before he realized he’d been completely swallowed by his carpet.