It all started with this snippet of a story:
Today I stand at the threshold between humanity and the insane.¬† Many times I have passed
this door but avoided turning the knob.¬† I have often read its sign “beware the zombies,” and
moved on.¬† On the other side of the door, only shadows of life haunt a room that was once
habited by my son.¬† We had noticed our son’s transformation too late.¬† Now only ghosts of
But of late,¬† I have heard stirrings inside the room–rustlings of ghosts past.¬† Demons call out
to me, attempting to lure me into the darkness, that pit full of vile stench.¬† But I know their
one fear — LIGHT.¬† So¬† I stand at the door in daylight, and flip the hall light on.¬† I am armed
and ready — Febreeze in one hand, a bottle of Holy water in the other.¬† I softly turn the knob
… and darkness!
copyright:¬† Pamela Leger, June 25, 2011
I need to finish that story.
Anyway, here is a model of the dustbunnies that haunt my son’s room:
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