It was late.
I was exhausted.
All I wanted was to climb into bed, pull the blanket over my head, and forget about the day.
Then I lifted the edge of the duvet.
And froze.
Something pale and strangely shaped was lying directly where my head was supposed to be.
Thin, delicate strands stretched across the fabric in every direction.
For one exhausted second, my brain jumped to the worst possible conclusion.
What on earth was that?
My Brain Went Into Overdrive
The room was dark enough that I couldn’t make out the details.
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