We accidentally awakened ancient horrors beneath the earth. We thought the world was doomed,
but then discovered, to our horror, that they were clumsily imitating human behavior:
A “family of three” made up of tens of thousands of sticky tentacles went for a walk every day, right on schedule.
A colossal lump of bloody flesh put on a suit and tie and squeezed onto the subway to commute to work.
Even more terrifying, they began learning how humans socialize,
queuing at supermarkets with rotting arms raised, using hollow vocal organs to mimic “Good morning.”
And lately, they’ve started choosing “friends” and inviting them into their “homes”…
It's good to read. If it can stay like this until the end, then this article will be a god in my heart 👍 I basically don't read serials, especially if they are so short, but the first chapter of this article won me over. Already recommended to friends, cheers to the author 😘
Awesome. It's been a long time since I've read a novel like this that makes my heart beat faster.
There was no procrastination in the plot of multiple people escaping, and they just left at the drop of a hat, which was well received.