Nervous Breakfast
He hoped that when he awoke the next morning, he would find himself in the garage, restored to his former glory. The trash would still be there, but the concerning item would have been removed. His coffee and food were on the table, but he was clenching his stomach in anticipation of what was to come. It was only a matter of time before the secret behind the garbage was revealed.
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What’s Happening?
While holding his old baseball bat, Nathen grabbed and unlocked a door. What he saw spread across the concrete, however, puzzled him. There were many traps set, but no rats were seen. In the midst of the massive stack of sweaty bags, he heard a strange noise. This time, however, it wasn’t the squeak you’d expect from your regular vermin.