She and her Dad had been racking up the miles before they moved here. “Tell him… make him clean this up.” She had to stop this from getting out. Why wouldn’t he think and understand what was really going on! “I’d rather be alone, but look around and find some stuff useful for our ‘testing’.”
Kelly finished up her shower a few minutes later and found Candace downstairs in the kitchen. A wet patch at the gusset of her tights betrayed her. Amazing how you can have so much stuff, but no food. Three shower heads! She felt him too, felt his darkness again, felt his vampiric desire to drain her like a battery. The grub had began to grow already. She ripped a dresser drawer open and found her clothes carefully folded. A snail sounds promising, but I don’t like how they use slimly suction to crawl up a flat wall.
