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I'm Dan Cummins and I'll be sharing another original short story of the fictional horror

variety. No tribute to any beloved horror sub-genre this week. I'm not sure, just like the characters

in today's tale, exactly where the hell the idea for this monster came from.

I just woke up thinking about it one morning.

So from my subconscious to your ears I guess.

I highly recommend noise cancellation headphones for the best experience.

Hope you enjoy this new nightmare.

Time now for the tale of the Dis disruptor. The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear,

and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown,

H.P. Lovecraft.

The universe and its design is often one of arbitrary horror, Laird Barron

Claudio rocked back and forth on her favorite chair on the rickety and rotting front porch of the old two-story home, she and Dennis had raised three kids in, before her beloved husband passed away over a decade ago now. Even though he was handy, Dennis never really cared about fixing up the place.

Never really cared about working enough to be able to hire someone else to fix it up either if we're being honest.

But Claudia never really minded.

No one ever made her laugh quite like Dennis, and she knew she'd never love anyone else

like she loved him.

He'd smiled more than any other man she'd ever met.

And when he smiled, that big dopey, genuinely giddy,

What are you so damn happy about smile, childlike in the best possible sense.

She couldn't help but smile herself.

Claudia smiled now, as she thought about Dennis's grin, as she stared at a perfectly clear night sky gazing beyond the

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