House of Horrors Part 1
– The Worm Mess and Hussein's Wounds
Hussein sat on the living room sofa, holding a glass of whiskey, sipping it slowly as if it were the last pleasure in his chaotic world. Beside him sat Miranda, her eyes fixed on him with intense curiosity.
Suddenly, she noticed something moving near his feet. She shuddered, her gaze falling on his shoes, and saw worms crawling out, writhing in the air like creatures hunting their prey. Miranda leaped from her seat, a soft, choked cry escaping her throat, her trembling fingers pointing at his feet.