“I’m not done with you yet,” the monstrous woman said to him. Wiry black tentacles erupted from her eye sockets, plunging into his mouth and nose. He could feel them extending in every direction. Tearing down his throat into his stomach. Crushing through his sinuses into his brain. He could feel the evil moving inside of him. Feel death taking over…

• Excerpt from Every Day is the Same

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