I didn’t sleep properly for days after that morning. The exterminator came and went, the nest was scraped away, the spiders destroyed, but the image stayed: that hidden kingdom quietly thriving just a few feet from where we lived our everyday lives. It felt like a violation, as if the house had been keeping a secret from us, as if I had walked in on something I was never meant to see.
Yet there was a strange, unsettling awe mixed with the fear. In that neglected corner, life had built an empire from dust and silence, unnoticed and undisturbed. It made me look differently at every shadowed space, every closed door, every place I “never really go.” Now, whenever I pass the garage, I hesitate, hand on the knob, reminded that the ordinary is never as empty as it seems.
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