Lonely Wife

Chapter 4

The moment Ethan left, I found the key.

I had to know whatever nightmare he was hiding in there, the thing that had turned my husband into someone I barely recognized.

When I opened the door, a thick briny smell rushed over me.

The bathroom floor was covered in water.

I stepped inside cautiously.

The next second, something massive shot out from the shadows. A huge tentacle wrapped around my body and dragged me toward the bathtub.

Only then did I see what was hiding in the bathroom.

It was a giant octopus.

My whole body went weak with terror. I had never seen anything so monstrous in my life.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trembling uncontrollably, and begged it to spare me.

The giant octopus seemed unusually interested in me. Its eyes glowed with an eerie green light, and its suction-lined tentacles moved with a terrifying, almost thoughtful precision.

One of them brushed against me, cold and slick. Another curled around my shoulder, then my waist, as if studying me rather than attacking outright.

Fear surged through me so violently that I could barely breathe.

The creature's movements were too intelligent. Too deliberate.

It tugged at my clothes, not with the mindless violence of a wild animal, but with a strange curiosity that made my blood run cold. I struggled, but the tentacles held me with impossible strength.

Everywhere they touched, my nerves seemed to wake against my will. The sensation was alien and unbearable, blurring the line between fear and something I was too ashamed to name.

My thoughts scattered.

The giant octopus lowered itself closer, its enormous body filling almost the entire bathroom. Its tentacles coiled around the tiles, the sink, the edge of the bathtub, and finally around me.

Then its eyes changed.

The green glow deepened, slowly turning red.

Before I could scream again, it pulled me into the bathtub.

Water surged over the rim and splashed across the floor. Its massive body pressed in around me, trapping me beneath its weight. Thick tentacles moved over the porcelain and around my limbs, sliding and tightening with unsettling care.

It felt as if the creature had been waiting for me.

As I struggled to stay conscious through the terror, two tentacles caught my legs and forced them apart...