Little Sister
If she could just keep her cool, pretend she was in her own familiar living room where she could find her way blindfolded .
Svetlana’s hand touched a hanging cord, furry with dust. She tugged.
The ceiling fixture turned on.
The light was weak but shed enough illumination for her to see the cluttered room, Andrei in the corner, and the thing rearing above him.
It looked like a giant pale snake, but its flesh was soft and lardy. Its head bore a tiny human face perched askew above its proboscis like a coquettish hat, and it had rudimentary arms, pudgy and useless. They were waving in the air as the thing dipped toward Andrei, its proboscis swelling and growing.
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