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nail. He sighed, trotted up the stairs, took his hit, slapped himself on both cheeks, and headed toward the noise. His face turned toward Todd just as he reached the bottom floor. “If I’m not back in-”
    “Will you just hurry the fuck up!”
    Paul nodded, wiped his nose, and walked toward the sound.
    Todd took a couple more hits, then tiptoed to the middle of the stairwell, just enough so he could get a peek.
    Paul crept across the hallway, the music a constant blare. He stared at the door where it blasted from for a moment before continuing on, then turned the corner and out of Todd’s line of vision.
    “Oh…oh shit!”
    “What? What is it?” Todd said.
    “It’s…a woman. She’s dead, man. Blood all over the place. And…I don’t know, like a jellyfish laying next to her. Ugh , it’s melting…”
    “What?” Todd stepped down a few more steps. “Just hurry back over here. Let’s get the fuck out of this place, call the cops once we’re down the street or something.” Todd could just make out Paul now, standing at the end of the hallway and peering at the bloody scene he had described with a wrinkled nose and a hand rubbing the top of his head. Todd had no desire to see it. He stomped his foot, waved his hands in the air. “Paul. Hurry the fuck up! ”
    “Fuck, man. Her neck…eesh.” Paul shivered his body, then turned and started down the hallway.
    The music just about split Todd’s head open at this point; the quicker he got out of that complex the better. He didn’t know if it was the rap music or the murder that bothered him more.
    Paul hurried across the hall, still rubbing his head. “I’m gonna need another hit after that sh-”
    The apartment door just to Paul’s right exploded open, the music filling the air in an instant with its bass, treble, and gruff lyrics. And immediately following that was a horde of what Todd could only describe as monsters.
    The things knocked Paul to the ground, and as he shrieked, called for help, Todd turned tail and ran back up the stairs.
    “Please…oh fucking Jesus! Please fucking…ahhhh!”
    Wet splashing and deep growls followed, and Paul didn’t yell for help anymore. As Todd neared the apartment door, he heard clicking footsteps hurrying up the staircase behind him; a scream shotgunned from his throat and trumpeted into the air. Just as his hand wrapped around the doorknob, he glanced toward the stairs.
    A woman on her back, naked, something sticking out of her tits, her face pointed toward him with eyes as red as cherry sno-cone syrup. What looked like crab legs sprouted out from under her, carried her quickly across the hallway toward him. The child-like giggle that seeped from her lips made Todd scream again before he finally got the door open and slammed it shut behind him, turning the lock and backing away from it.
    Something scraped against the door, and Todd imagined the woman’s impossible appendages thrashing on the other side.
    He shook his head, grabbed fistfuls of hair and pulled. Before he had turned and ran off, before he saw Paul being clawed at and bitten by something that looked like it had mouths covering its head, he saw things that threatened to shatter his mind, send him swirling into an endless abyss of madness.
    Monsters that couldn’t possibly exist in this world.
    But I saw them. There’s a fucking caterpillar crab woman outside of this door right fucking now!
    More scraping, then pounding. Soft giggles like a child with a secret.
    Where the fuck is Chris?
    Probably dead, he thought. His eyes landed on a framed photograph of Chris and Tanya sitting on the entertainment center, both of them younger, maybe a couple of years before Todd and Tanya had become serious.
    “I’m sorry…” He heard himself say it, though it wasn’t intentional. Then something heavy slammed against the front door, and he shrieked again. The door rattled hard in its frame, and something roared from the other side.
    Todd brought out his