A good friend of mine recently did some 'special' baking, and since I had Wednesday off from my day job dungeon, and I'm currently ignoring the fact that I have a deadline and should be writing, I decided to take the day 'off' and eat a cookie with my morning coffee.

I got downstairs early, the sun had only just come up, and as I was in the process of making my first cup of coffee, I noticed a rather large bug crawling across the kitchen floor. I didn't pay it all that much mind, I figured it had come up from the basement in the night and would probably find its way back down there eventually. I was feeling very live and let live.

So, I made my coffee and I ate my cookie and I was on my second cup when movement out of the corner of my eye caught my a...

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