to make me stop in my tracks.
Finding something strange in your bedroom is unsettling enough. Finding something that appears to be an unfamiliar collection of eggs beside the place where you sleep is a completely different feeling.
I stared at them, trying to figure out what I was seeing.
Were they insect eggs?
Had something crawled into the room and left them behind?
Could they have been there for days without me noticing?
The more questions I asked myself, the more uncomfortable I became.
When Your Imagination Takes Over
There’s something about discovering an unexplained object in your own home that makes the mind jump immediately to the worst possible explanation.
I started running through possibilities.
Maybe insects had somehow gotten inside. Maybe the clusters were part of an infestation. Maybe something had been hiding beneath the furniture.
And then came the question I really didn’t want to consider:
