Carrie could hear the buzzing of fat bluebottles in the room, distracting her. She turned her head slightly, not wanting to break the circle for fear of what may happen if she did, trying to find the source of the irritating buzzing sound. A thick mass of flies crawling up and down the wallpaper in a river of tickling legs and vibrating wings made her flinch. Tina clamped Carrie’s hand in hers, while on her other side Mercy’s hot, slippery fingers nearly slid from her grasp as Mercy let out an involuntary squirming whimper. Maggots dropped out of the wall, curling and writhing on the
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