“Eldritch” by Gary D. Rhodes

Nobody laughed when everybody laughed. The top floor was not. Above it, limbs, gnarled teeth. So much, severed. Even the blood drinks blood. Below, fertile insanity. Lungs slither cross the ceiling, breathing for ghouls that don’t exist. I saw myself over and over again, doppelgänged, throppelgänged. One of me wheezed at me from the crawlspace. […]

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