You see, there are few things that make a walk seem interminable. Few things that make you feel every step. The issue was not the wind, buffeting me in such a way that my umbrella finally gave in one of its numerous arms. Not was it the cold, as biting and painful as it could be. It was The Squelch - ThreadSky

misternym.bsky.social • 52 days ago

You see, there are few things that make a walk seem interminable. Few things that make you feel every step. The issue was not the wind, buffeting me in such a way that my umbrella finally gave in one of its numerous arms. Not was it the cold, as biting and painful as it could be.

It was The Squelch

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misternym.bsky.social•52 days ago

One of my boots, as beautiful as they are, has suffered a crack in the outer sole. And this crack, still present, opens enough of a vent into the inside that it allows liquid it arrives against into the shoe.

The rain fell endlessly. The ground soaked.

And you are beginning to see the problem.

misternym.bsky.social•52 days ago

Step after step, moment after moment, second after second was met with the horrid squelch, penetrating my ears and my sense of touch, as water began to subsume the inside of my shoe. Every time I looked to it, I felt mad, as the outside of the shoe showed no evidence.

But still. The Squelch.

misternym.bsky.social•52 days ago

Like an unwelcome guest, The Squelch continued, marking every step with either its absence or its presence. No single movement was free of the thought of it. My sock within went from simply damp on the bottom to complete subsumed in moisture. My walk, and my life, was hell.

And then it got worse.

misternym.bsky.social•52 days ago

Wet was one thing. I could handle wet. Once I had a moment, I could simply take it off and inspect it to see how much could be eliminated.

What I did not... Nay, could not have anticipated... Was what laid in store for me when I made the fateful decision to do exactly that when I sat on the train.

misternym.bsky.social•52 days ago

First was the stench. It was indescribable, only slightly approximated to the rotting of a wet garbage bag. It caused me to endeavor to make my sojourn out brief... Which caused the second piece to feel much worse.

The Squelch had reproduced, its hideous child describable only as... The Sludge.

misternym.bsky.social•52 days ago

The Sludge is a red, goopy substance only made possible through disintegration of the innards of my shoe. Not quite solid, nor liquid, its form is something more sinister. It seeks to stain anything it comes into contact with... And some of it lies on the floor beneath me, in its terracotta horror.

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