After posting about how I was a people, BandGeek asked me if that was my CursiveVerses post (before he read it, obvs). It wasn’t, but that DID give me the idea for this post. Because who knows? Maybe…

Whoa, this is weird.

I mean, seriously, over-the-top, completely extra, weird.

Starbucks is closed. Well, not closed, but…there’s no one here and it’s the middle of the day.

And…and I think the front door is busted out.

This is terrible! How can I get my daily dose if they’re not open? And…what happened to the door? I’m thinking someone might have broken in! I feel obligated to check this out, so I open the jeep door to climb out, but on the way out my knee buckles, and I just kind of…keep going. All the way to the ground.

Well, that’s embarrassing. I am really, really hoping no one saw that.

I go to climb to my feet. Which is when I realize…I don’t really have a left foot any more.

I mean I do, but…it’s kind of…gross. My lower leg is sticking out at this weird angle, and my foot is kind of…well. It’s skeletal, okay? And I might…see a worm.

Ohmygod that’s gross.

I feel like there should be something concerning about this…I mean, my foot? Hello?…but I can’t seem to really get worked up about it.

I figure I still want to know what happened to my Starbucks, so I head towards the shattered door. Well, I kind of shuffle. You’d think it would hurt…or something. Being that I have exposed bones and all. And worms. But my brain feels kind of fuzzy, and…well, I can’t really feel anything. At all.

Except a driving need for coffee. So, I keep going. Sort of.

I finally make it through the door, and I stop to look around. Chairs, overturned. Tables, no longer holding coffees or delicious baked snacks, but instead laying on their sides or splattered with…something. I don’t really know what, but it looks uncomfortably like…well. I won’t dwell on it.

I move further into the room, staggering a little bit, and something seems to be squirming around in my hair, which is super distracting. I try to call out to see if anyone is here, but all that comes out is this kind of weird, strangled grunt. I can’t see anyone, but…wait. Is that movement?

I shufflecreep closer…it is! There’s someone hiding behind the counter!

“Hello? Are you okay?” I ask. Well, that’s what I meant to say, but it sounds more like “Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…”. with some kind of nasally sounding gobble at the end. Gross.

“I just want some coffee,” I try again. But again, that’s not what comes out. Instead, I hear this weird, drawn out…

“Braaaaaaaaiiiiiinnnnssssssss….”

She bolts. I can see it’s a she, because she runs past me on the way out and I can’t even turn myself around quickly enough to watch her, much less tell her that honestly, all I want is a coffee. Just…a coffee…

Or maybe…I don’t know. Maybe brains do sound good.

Which way did she go?

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