Thread by @GailSimone

This story is a suspense thriller.

Fasten your seat pants or your chair belt.

Because this is a CLIFFHANGER.

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Sometimes, you look for answers. And the solution seems agonizingly just out of reach. But the need to KNOW only grows stronger.

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We are at a beautiful oceanside resort. The same one where we took our honeymoon. @rocketspouse brought me here for my birthday, and there’s a jacuzzi at the window with a beautiful ocean view. It’s my favorite spot. Pod of whales keeps going by right outside. 3/

We bought some jacuzzi bombs. You drop them in the water, they dissolve, they make a nice scent and make your skin soft. And that is the end of your relationship with them.

You meet, they fizz, you part ways forever.

OR SO WE HAD BEEN LED TO BELIEVE.

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We bought a couple different scents, but today, we are focusing on just one.

One little globe-with-a-secret.

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PEACH MANGO.

IT SEEMS SO INNOCENT NOW.

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But here is what we didn’t know.

Little Mango Peach wasn’t done with us yet.

Not by a long shot.

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So we’re in the jacuzzi, water bubbling, incredible view out the window, and the sweet, innocent scenes of mango and peach in the air. Very mile, not at all cloying. We thought those smells were our FRIENDS. 9/

When suddenly, we become aware of an Eldritch horror.

We are not alone in the jacuzzi.

There’s something in the water.

Something hidden.

Something that where’s the face of terror.

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And it’s dark, the lights are off so we can see boats in the distance. But there;s a little thing in the water with us. Small, like a early tumor; hard, like the heat of the devil.

And we don’t know what it is.

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We grab our phones to shed light on it.

Is it a human knuckle bone? Is it the tooth of a forgotten passerby?

Folks.

Prepare yourself.

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It was a taco.

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A taco, in the swirling water.

Our lovely mood shattered, our sanity wavering.

There was a taco in the jacuzzi, waiting in the dark.

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And the taco had a face.

And it smiled at us.

It looked up and SMILED.

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BEHOLD.

LOOK UPON THE FACE OF YOUR WATERY DOOM AND DESPAIR.

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LOOK AWAY, I BEG OF THEE.

THE MIND IS NOT MEANT TO COMPREHEND.

WE ARE NOT BUILT TO BEAR SUCH DREAD.

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Ladies and gentlemen,

I beg your forgiveness. I found that once seen, the taco could not be unseen. Once witness, that experience must be shared, lest the sheer memory of it consume you.

So I commit the crime of horrific infection, in the sad hope that sharing will help. 18/

Always, I fear it is in vain.

What happened in the mind and heart of the twisted individual who thought to themselves, “you know what would make this scented bath accessory even more pleasant? A taco. Yes, a taco it shall be, by God or demon, unleash the TACO.”

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It avails nothing.

All hope is lost and I can no longer smell the mango.

Only death, only hopelessness.

There is no soft skin tonight.

Only the empty eyes of the demon taco.

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But this beast has a tail.

There is an aftershock to this quake of hell.

For we bought TWO of the infernal things.

Two.

And only one has hatched it’s unholy spew.

One lies in wait, its spawn unborn.

For two days, I have left it unopened.

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Two days, two endless days, this face has mocked me.

I know what I must do.

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With trembling hand, I draw the water.

Through tear-filled eyes, I turn on the bubbles.

What next, I wonder.

What horrible thing is next.

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I appreciated you all as best I could.

If today is my last day here, I have few regrets and fewer complaints.

Wish me well.

I go to meet the new master.

Remember me not as I was, but as I hoped to someday be.

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And in this nightmare tableau of a dying planet under a gibbous sky, you can play the home version of the end of all things!

The first person to guess correctly what the ‘mystery prize’ is inside this second Satan egg will get a special reward.

List your guesses below! 25/

Here we go. God help us.

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The rapacious Beast, the Fruit Devil, He-Of-No-Geometry.

Waits.

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We moved it not, and yet closer it be.

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Goodbye. Goodbye.

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It taunts us still.

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And now at last, the second ball reveals its work.

Is it a plague?

Is it a token of dreadful portent, of a future of endless screams?

Is it a glass to witness as our souls shrivel and die?

BY ALL THAT IS HOLY AND DECENT IN THIS WORLD, WHAT CRAWLS FROM ITS WOMB?

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WHAT THE FUCK

End/

Forever/

Goodbye/

PS. They made the water look like orange pee.