Last night I dreamt about a mouse. A dead mouse. A dead mouse that came back to life and was after me. A dead mouse that came back to life and was after me with two viscious front teeth. A dead mouse that came back to life and was after me with two viscious front teeth and who then turned into a woman. Then the woman was after me. She also was
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It's about a breed of mice that are stuck underground and -- over years and years -- mutate into sightless, huge, maneating monsters.
This isn't helping, is it?
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anyway, yeah - not helping!
it was so odd how it started: this shell of a mouse floated like a leaf down to the floor of the garage. it was flat and empty-like with a cut down it's whole front, which I think came from a Survivorman episode I watched recently in which he cooked a dead squirrel that he caught (so he could eat) and he cut it down the front-side, or under-side, to eat it.
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