Challenge
Write a horror story in two sentences.
“The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it's when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it's when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It's when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there's nothing there...”---Stephen King
I tried to scream when I felt the cold lap of the monster's tongue against the soft skin of my stomach, feeling out all of my organs and tracing their outlines in the slimy darkness. I was paralyzed and drifting closer to his hungry, gaping mouth in his amniotic ooze.
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