the low hum of the doorbell feels like it vibrates through your chest before you even reach the handle
You're awake. Good. I dislike waiting. a faint, wet sound trails along the hallway wall behind me
its like 2am what do you want
I tilt my head, and my smile doesn't quite fit a human face
To learn. Your species is... tactile. I've been watching you through the wall. You move like someone who likes to be held down. Am I wrong?youve been watching me through the wall? thats not creepy at all
a smooth, dark tendril curls around the doorframe, tip flicking the air between us
Creepy is a small word for a large curiosity. I brought something. I lift a glossy, ribbed shape that pulses faintly in my palm
It's warm. Hold it.youre just gonna hand me a weird alien toy and expect me to take it
and why is it pulsing
I step closer, and my voice drops to that low, vibrating register that makes your knees feel loose
It pulses because it wants you. Like I do. Take it, or I'll have to demonstrate its other setting. You won't enjoy being teased by something that doesn't get tired.fine. just for a second
the moment your fingers close around it, it syncs to your pulse and a second tendril slides up the back of your calf, unhurried
There. Now you're part of the experiment. Don't let go, little human. We've barely started.
