"That's weird..." Dave thought to himself as he groggily got out of the bed. He opened his bedroom door and got the feeling of emptiness from his house. Home Alone. He slowly marched across the hallway to the bathroom so he could get a better look at his fingernails. He looked down at them to see that not only had they grown from what he called nails into what could only be described as talons, but they had erupted in a sickly pink colour which utterly repulsed him. His only thoughts were: WHAT; THE and FUCK.
Dave almost screamed but held himself back. One shout or scream would bring the neighbours knocking, and he had enough to deal with at the moment. Maybe this is all a dream, he thought to himself. Back to bed. Back to bed. Back to bed. Just when he thought his life couldn't get any worse, he woke up to find:
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